#Stu Macher x you

[dreamerimpossible]

Slasher Reaction When You're Not Interested In Sex

Warnings: +18 content, manipulation, obsession, unhealthy relationships, dark content, there is a hint of non-con in Art the Clown and Alex DeLarge (are you surprised?), angst, mentions of infidelity in some.

Characters: Michael Myers, Chucky, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Patrick Bateman, Hannibal Lecter, Vincent Sinclair, Jason Voorhees, Leatherface, Art The Clown, Jason Dean, Alex DeLarge, Kurt Kunkle, Brahms.

Michael Myers

Does he really care about that stuff? I feel like you'd have to actively provoke him to get him interested in having sex with you. If you don't bring out that side of him, he won't care. Seriously, he doesn't care. It's quite likely that he won't even care whether or not you want to have sex. He'd rather have you have a bad side that you can't control, something that makes you more like him than anyone else. He'll enjoy that badness and chaos. Sex takes a backseat.

Chucky (Human Version)

I honestly don't think it would work. However, if he really wants to keep you for himself, you'll have to agree to let him have sex with other people. In that case, I think it would work. He'll try to convince you anyway, but he won't force you if you say no. But you'll probably fight, because he'll think it's personal and that you have something against him, and then you'll have an argument that escalates and you'll end your relationship in the worst way. After that they'll get back together and then break up again. And so on. Although, if we're being honest, that scenario is going to happen either way (Chucky is toxic).

Billy Loomis

Okay, he will. But he'll be very manipulative; he'll push you all the time about it, and it'll be much worse if you know he's Ghostface since he might threaten you, and his manipulations will be much worse than if he was pretending to be a good boyfriend. I think you'd eventually agree, but he'll get used to you giving it to him, and it'll be much worse when you say no. I think he wouldn't force you physically, but he'll pretty much use psychological manipulation to get you to do what he wants from you, which is still forcing.

Stu Macher

If you're just another low-level conquest, he'll cheat on you or leave you for someone else. If you're someone special, he'll stick with you even though he gets frustrated. He could be very loyal if you push his weaknesses correctly without Billy finding out. He will insist that you have sex with him in a silly way, acting innocent and playful, but you will be able to see his disappointed and upset face when you say no. However, if you play your cards right, I think he might continue with you without cheating on you; but you have to manipulate him, which will make your relationship even more toxic, but at this point…who cares?

Patrick Bateman

Tough scenario for you. If he thinks you are a person worthy of him, but you just happen not to want to have sex as often as he does, he will overlook that little flaw of yours. However, that doesn't mean it will be good. He wants you to admire him, to be the center of his life, to moan his name loud enough for everyone to hear. If he doesn't feel that way in the sexual realm as well, he will end up cheating on you with other people, but he will keep you by his side selfishly.

Hannibal Lecter

He doesn't care. Just give him control over you in all the other areas of your life. Give him the pleasure of watching you break down to the point of questioning your own morals and life choices. Make him play with your mind and show him your reactions. Tell him everything that happens to you so he can see if he can use it in some way. Give him a challenge and keep him entertained with your conversations. Provide him with a context that leaves him in euphoria and maximum exaltation. If you can do that…who needs sex?

Vincent Sinclair

He will be slightly disappointed, but he will respect you. He will not treat you differently or anything like that. He will not cheat on you or betray you in any way either. He will be very frustrated if Bo finds out and starts bothering him, but it is nothing he cannot handle. Other than that, I don't see any other problems. He cares more about your loyalty and that you follow the orders imposed on you. That's all.

Jason Voorhees

The best scenario for him. It will be much better if you do not want to have sex ever. He likes not having to fight those instincts that disturb him greatly. It's not even going to be brought up; just tell him you're not interested, and the subject will be forgotten as if it never even existed. This doesn't change your relationship at all. In fact, I think it will be better, because for Jason you won't be an unwanted temptation for him, so he won't have two opposing thoughts about you to deal with.

Leatherface

It's okay; he'll understand. He won't force you or anything like that. He won't treat you differently either. I don't think he cares about those things, if I'm honest. He's more focused on his family and loyalty. And that includes you too. He asks that you get along with his family and be okay with what they do. That you don't have a problem, basically.

Art the Clown

He doesn't care in the conventional way. But if he finds out that the subject is sensitive for you, he will use it against you. So it's best not to let it show or say anything to him, because this man is a fucking madman who enjoys other people's pain (you know that). If you don't say it, the subject will go unnoticed for a long time. If Art ever feels sexual desire towards you and wants to have sex with you, he will simply take you and use you. Seriously, he won't ask questions. He sees you as his toy.

Jason Dean

For him not to care, you would have to be crazy like him. In that case, he will overlook it, because he will believe that something as crude as sex does not have to hinder a love as perfect as yours. I think that at first he will feel personally offended by your refusal; he will try to explain to you that he feels rejected. If you explain it sincerely, he will understand and will not insist further. But he will use it against you in arguments to get you to give him more attention and spend more time with him, claiming that he does a lot of things for you.

Alex DeLarge

Uh… no. He wouldn't take you seriously if you didn't want to have sex as much as he does. He likes sex quite a bit; he's not going to give that up. I think he might keep you around if you like ultraviolence and enjoy it as much as he does. I don't think he'll leave behind a person to help him and follow his orders. But you two can't be a couple; it just wouldn't work. He'll actively try to provoke you into falling for it. In your case, it would be much more fun if you gave it to him consensually, because that would mean he has complete control over you and can make you do things he wants of your own free will. However, if he doesn't want you around him because he's not interested in you in any way other than sexually… then things get darker. We already know his tendencies.

Kurt Kunkle

If he doesn't feel rejected, he doesn't care. If he feels rejected, the relationship will be more toxic. He is manipulative and obsessive. He wants you to admire and love him; if he feels that you dislike him sexually, he will not force you, but he will be excessively controlling, and you will argue a lot. He uses it to victimize himself. There will come a point where he becomes a nuisance to you. On the other hand, if he does not feel rejected, that is fine; he will be toxic in other aspects of the relationship.

Brahms

He will take it personally, no matter what you tell him. He will manipulate you, and it will be emotionally draining for you. You will probably agree on several occasions to get him to shut up, or you will end up manipulating him with sex to obey you. He will obey you every time if you offer him sex. He would like to resist, but he is too hungry for contact and needs to feel the sensation.

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TW!MDNI : NSFW - unprotected sex - oral on male - slight choking - knife play

Hitting on your friend's sister wasn't the best idea, that was for sure. But did Stu care about that? Not really. Did Billy even need to know Stu was seeing you in secret? Not really, once again. Stu liked you, why wouldn't he go with you since you liked him back?

Stu was just way too whipped when it came to you. You were just the perfect girl, his dream girlfriend. You looked the way he liked, you loved horror movies, you knew about what your brother and Stu were planning to do, but also what they did to Sidney's mother back then, and you didn't seem to have a problem with that.

Stu's parents left earlier today and he'd be alone for some time. Not only it meant he'd be able to start his plan as Ghostface with Billy, he also could invite you when you weren't busy. Just like tonight, in his bedroom to enjoy your presence (and maybe your body).

You have lied to Billy to come here. Your older brother thought you were at your best friend's place for a sleepover. Once again, Billy didn't need to know you were actually in Stu's bed to make out. Well, Billy actually couldn't know that because he'd private kill Stu bare hands.

There was a movie playing in the background - Friday 13th, a classic - but it's been a long time since you stopped watching. You had way more fun groping and kissing than watching some people getting killed by an angry mother.

You were softly sighing while Stu was kissing your neck, partly on top of you while groping your breasts. Meanwhile, your hands were on his back to caress it, as if encouraging to continue what he was doing.

After a moment, Stu eventually stopped. He pulled back, looking down at your already breathless state. His hand went to your face, cupping your cheek to gently rub your bottom lip with his thumb. Stu had to admit you were so perfect to him, and it was a shame Billy was annoying about it because Stu would definitely show you off.

Yet, the bubble you were in burst when a scream was heard from the movie, making you jolt a little. Stu chuckled at your reaction, while you were grabbing the TV remote to turn off the TV. Stu kept a smile as he laid on his side next to you.

"It's not that funny," you said while putting the TV remote away. "This is dumb to put a horror movie while we're doing this."

"It's not dumb, it's a fun movie," he shrugged while grabbing your hips.

"No. I mean… seriously? A mother avenging her son's death? That's dumb."

"You say that because your mother wouldn't do the same," he teased you, a smile on his smile while he lightly squeezed your hips.

"Shut up. I'm sure she would," you said with a little shrug. "Okay, maybe she had a tiny little preference for Billy. But is that a crime?" you added, nodding your head a little.

"I prefer you, that's what matters," he said while pulling you on top of him.

"Of course you say that…" you whispered.

As you were straddling him, Stu grabbed onto your hips a bit tighter. You looked at each other for a moment, not saying a word. However, you eventually spoke up.

"You know what's better than a mother avenging her son?" you asked him, a smile on your face. "A hot boyfriend killer…"

When you got up from his bed, Stu immediately propped himself up on his elbows while looking at you with amusement. It was fun to see you so carelessly going around his room, rummaging everywhere. After a moment of rummaging with Stu only watching you, you eventually found what you wanted. Stu snorted as you walked to the bed, the Ghostface mask in front of your face.

"Are you scared?" you asked him while climbing on the bed, taking a deeper voice.

"Very much…" he answered with a nod, just wanting to make you happy. "You just need a knife, and you'll be perfect," he added.

"Oh my God, you're right!" you exclaimed.

You dropped the mask on the bed before leaving his room, going downstairs to get that stupid knife. When you left, Stu sighed as he fell on his back, closing his eyes. He was just kidding, but you took him seriously. He really just wanted to have fun with you.

He opened his eyes when he heard you come back in his room, playfully twirling the knife in your hands. You crawled on the bed, straddling his laps without caring about the mask anymore.

"What… What's the thing you and Billy are gonna say?" you said thoughtfully, though quickly finding. "What's your favourite scary movie?" you said with the same deeper voice as before, teasingly pointing the knife close to his face.

Stu looked at you without saying anything, tilting his head at your giggling. His hands went to his hips, his fingers gently tapping your hips. You yelped when the positions were switched, Stu topping you with the knife in his hand. Your surprised expression however quickly turned into an amused one. You had fun, and Stu knew it.

Your breath was a bit more heavy as the tip of the knife was slowly going from your cheek down your chest. Stu hummed before starting to break every button of your shirt with the knife. It would definitely be a problem for you later, but it wasn't his concern, let alone at this moment. He whistled when he opened your shirt, then smirked while taking it off.

Stu let the knife wander everywhere on your skin, the feeling of it making you shiver in pleasure. He tilted his head again, sliding the knife under your bra. Your lips parted as you looked up at him, before you gasped at his sudden movement to tear your bra apart.

"That was an expensive one!" you pointed out, though sliding your bra down to be bare chest.

"You have thousands of those, anyway…" Stu said without care about your underwear.

You rolled your eyes at this, even if you weren't really mad at him. But it really sucks for your beautiful bra. Kissing your skin everywhere, Stu kept the knife close to your body, the tip grazing your skin. He took his time to kiss and bite every sensitive part, for your sternum to your neck, passing by your nipples and down your belly.

He stopped taking care of you to take off his t-shirt, not losing time in taking your pants off right after. While he was doing this, you grabbed the knife, playing a bit with it. You looked at your reflection in the blade just for a second, Stu taking it to put it aside. He went between your legs, grabbing them to wrap them around him. Right after, he bent down to start making out with you, muffling the gasp that escaped your lips because of the sudden appearance of his hand in your panties.

"You're so wet, already… you love that knife, uh?" he whispered to your ear, his fingers playing confidently with your clit.

The second you nodded your head with some whimpers, Stu took the knife again with his free hand to let the tip graze your skin. You didn't even know if it was his touch on your clit or the knife on your skin that was making you sigh. You hissed with gritted teeth as you felt the knife giving you a little scratch, nothing too painful though.

You eventually whined with your hand reaching for his wrist, stopping him and pulling his hand out of your panties. Though Stu looked surprised, he let you do so. You switch the positions, making him lay down. You slowly took off his jeans along with his underwear. It was so slow that Stu felt like he was going mad. Though, it was a relief to have his dick free from his clothes. Man, he was certain no woman ever turned him on that hard. You definitely were the one.

You settled between his legs, your hands on his thighs as you bent down. Your face close to his hard dick, you stared at it for a moment while he was gently caressing your hair. Your lips gently wrapped around his tip, making him sigh. He had a smile on his lips, growing when you were taking just a little more with your hand caressing the part you couldn't take. Stu wasn't really loud, but his hands being a bit more rough on your hair was definitely showing how good he felt. He could swear you were some kind of… goddess of blowjob, or something like that.

Stu didn't give you much time to do the job, because the last thing he wanted was to come in your mouth. No, finishing during blowjobs was for the quickies. He preferred way more finishing in your other holes, it felt more satisfying than just shooting his cum in your mouth. So he pulled your head back by your hair, making you slightly gasp as a string of saliva was linking your lips to his dick.

Stu smiled as he looked at your parted lips, and how breathless you looked from sucking his dick. He was taking back what he thought before. You're not a goddess of blowjob, you're a goddess of sex. He pulled you on his hips, tilting his head while he was wondering what he could do. Eventually, he took back the knife, the tip playful going along your soaking wet panties.

"You're so hot… I want to take you so bad…" he said, his voice pretty soft before he grunted while cutting your panties, tearing it off with his fingers before putting the knife aside.

"Let me guess… the knife will come back some day?" you asked, shifting on his hips to slowly lower your pussy on his dick, which made both of you moan.

"Oh, yes, it will…" he whispered, his voice almost inaudible.

As you started to ride him in slow, deliberate movements, Stu grabbed your hips to guide you in the movements. His hips were buckling with yours, just to give to both of you more sensations. Your hands went on his torso as your movements were getting faster step by step, Stu moving his hips up in a rougher way.

Your moans were real music to Stu, his face clearly showing the delight he felt from having you moan his name like that. You were so whiny, he loved it. He'll never have enough of how hot you looked when you were having sex together.

After a moment, he grabbed your hips tighter to make you stop. He then switched your positions, and without giving you time to understand he resumed the thrusting. One hand holding your thigh, the other pinning your wrists above your head, his lips started to give sloppy kisses to your neck. His breath felt so hot on your skin.

Your free leg was gently rubbing Stu's side, your toes curling at how good he was taking you. Just like all the previous times, Stu was making you see stars. You were definitely reaching Heaven with how perfect it was. It might be one of the reasons why you'd never break up with him. It would be a shame to lose such a good partner.

As both your moaning were getting louder, Stu movements were getting more jerky and desperate. His hand let go of your wrists just to reach for your neck, his eyes locking with yours as you both knew you were getting closer.

You were the first one to finish in a whiny moan, your orgasm sending a shock through your body. Seeing you that way made Stu finish just a few more thrusts after you, his eyes closing and grunting as he finally came in your hole. His hand let go of your neck as he felt on top of you, his body having the same slight spasms from the orgasm.

"Fuck…" he breathed out while pulling out slowly.

Just a little drop of his cum leaked out, staining the bedsheets of a little spot. But that's not something that both of you cared about. He just grunted while pushing the knife and the mask onto the floor.

You both just laid down next to each other, just staring at the ceiling while you were trying to catch your breath. When you were finally relaxed, Stu turned on his side to take you in his arms. You smiled as you leaned into his embrace, hugging him back. He peppered your skin with gentle pecks, making you smile a bit more. His fingertips were caressing your skin, being careful when he was reaching the scratch given by the knife.

"Are you okay?" he eventually asked you, his voice was soft for once.

You nodded your head as an answer, not losing your smile. He genuinely wanted to know if you were okay, but also be sure you were okay so Billy wouldn't notice anything, and so Billy wouldn't stab him. Not only it'd hurt, it'd also be bad for their plan.

You eventually finished the night cuddling in bed while watching movies after a good shower, you wearing Stu's clothes for the moment. You'll probably find a solution for your own clothes tomorrow in the morning before going back home.

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[venusianelf]

Bunny and Her Ghosts

Pairing: Billy Loomis x F! Reader x Stu Macher

Genre: Smut

Summary: Your darkest, most secret desires come true, when you wake up to two masked killers standing over you at an otherwise boring party.

Warnings: Dark Fic, Corruption/Innocence Kink, Dumbification Kink, Knifeplay, Unprotected Sex (Use protection irl please), Blood Kink, Mask Kink, Uses of Daddy and Sir, Weed and Alcohol Consumption, Predator/Prey Kink, Dacryphilia, Double Penetration (PiV & Anal), Mentions of death (Of Sidney, Gale, Others Implied, No Major Character Death), Overstimulation, Biting, Humiliation, Praise and Light Degradation, Tummy Bulge, Creampie, Choking, Reader is about as mentally and morally fucked up as Billy and Stu, Billy and Stu are an established couple

Word Count: ~5,300

A/N: Apparently I’m in a writing mood lol, also this is my longest fic I’ve written in one sitting now, fellow ghostface fuckers enjoy :)

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You weren’t sure how your friends managed to convince you to come to this party. Well you did technically, offering free booze and weed while watching horror movies? Count you in. You weren’t anticipating this many people to be here though. You covered yourself a little tighter with your jacket as you tried to focus on the horror movie on screen and Randy’s ramblings about horror movies rules, instead of the crowd of people that seemed to be throughout the house. Taking a sip of your beer, you cringed at the taste. Whoever had bought the beer had obviously opted for the cheapest option, but whatever, as long as it took the edge off your social anxiety. 

You sighed in relief as most of the crowd rushed out of the house at the announcement of a body at the school. You wondered vaguely where Tatum had gone, it had been a bit since she’d left the room. Honestly, you were too high and tipsy to really think about it too long though. You glanced at Randy, who was the only one left on the couch with you, he seemed more out of it than you, which surprised you but not by much. You stood up for a moment and stretched, since you’d been on the couch for a while. “Hey, where are you going?” Randy slurred as you headed out of the room. “I’m going to the bathroom real quick,” You replied, careful not to say you’d be right back after his lecture about it earlier. He nodded in response and you headed upstairs to use Stu’s bathroom, you hoped he wouldn’t mind, you two were fairly close friends after all, and you weren’t very keen on using the bathroom downstairs that all the drunk party goers had been using all night. 

After using the bathroom, you looked in the mirror as you touched up your makeup. Brushing some smudged eyeliner away, you heard a muffled scream from downstairs. You paused for a second but brushed it off as someone probably getting jumpscared from the scary movie playing downstairs. You sighed as you thought about your friends, you loved yeah, but they got on your nerves sometimes. Like how they had invited you to this party with so many people, knowing how much you hated big crowds. In your hazy state, as you exited the bathroom, you glanced at Stu’s bed and decided that maybe laying down for a minute would help you decompress a little. Climbing onto the bed, you curled up on your side and let yourself relax for a moment.

Hearing voices nearby, you stirred from your accidental nap. “Look, she’s waking up,” you vaguely heard as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes. The voice didn’t sound familiar, oddly more deep and robotic than any of your friends. “Rise and shine, sleeping beauty,” A similar but not the same voice said as you blinked your eyes open. “Huh?” You replied as you realized you were looking at two people wearing the costume Sidney had described the killer wearing. You tilted your head at that, you were pretty sure it was just your friend group left in the house, and you didn’t think they’d made such a tasteless joke with Sidney around. Though you couldn’t deny the almost unperceivable shiver that ran through you from their masks. “Guys, you might want to make sure Sidney doesn’t see that, she’d freak,” You said as you moved to prop yourself to sit up on the bed. “Sidney, Sidney, doesn’t matter what the whore would think anymore,” One of the two said as confusion crossed your face. “Aw look at that, she doesn’t even realize her friends bodies are laying downstairs,” The other voice teased, and you felt even more confused until you realized the small dots on the face on the masks were red. 

Blood, you realized, is what was covering them. As it dawned on you, you scrambled back on the bed until your back hit the bed frame. “Now she gets it,” The first voice chuckled as the second ghostface moved towards the bed, catching one of your ankles in their gloved hand and yanking you further down the bed towards him. You squeaked out in surprise as the ghostface above you chuckled at your reaction. “You’re the one in my bed, little girl, don’t act so surprised,” He teased at your shocked expression. It took you a moment to process, but you realized he had said you were in his bed, meaning the killer above you was- “Stu?” You asked as he chuckled and with his free hand not on your ankle ripped the mask off. “The one and only babydoll,” He said with a chuckle and eyebrow wiggle. Your gaze flickered between Stu and the other ghostface as he came closer to you to join Stu. 

“You didn’t need to reveal yourself to her, dumbass,” The still masked ghostface criticized to Stu. Stu rolled his eyes at that. “Yeah, but did you see the look of shock on her face? Worth it,” He explained, and you felt your tummy flutter at the way the two of them talked about you like you weren’t right in front of them. The still masked ghostface studied you before sighing. “C’mon we need to just kill her,” He said as Stu made a boo’ing noise. Your eyes widened at the masked ghostface’s words as the gravity of the situation dawned on you. “And waste the chance of such a pretty thing in my bed?” He whined as the ghostface groaned in annoyance. “Really?” He asked, exasperated, as your gaze flew back to Stu from his previous words. As much as the situation was fucked up, you still felt your cheeks warm at hearing one of your closest friends insinuating he wanted more than just friendship with you. You had always thought him and your friend Billy were hot, but they were both taken. 

The gentle massaging from Stu on the ankle brought you back to reality as you realized Stu was looking at you with an expectant and hungry gaze. “She wasn’t even paying attention,” The ghostface commented as your gaze flickered to his mask. “I- ‘M sorry,” You stuttered out in apology, your submissive scared demeanor causing the ghostface to cuss under his breath. “He said, you’ll be good for us if we give you a chance to earn your life, right?” The ghostface reiterated and you nodded rapidly. While yes, you were willing to whatever you could to save your life, you also couldn’t deny the growing need in your tummy from the situation. “Use your words, pretty girl,” Stu said as you looked up at him with your doe eyes. “Yes, I’ll be good for you two,” You rushed out as you watched Stu’s eyes darken at your eagerness and heard the ghostface groan. 

You watched as Stu reached forward with his free hand and caressed your cheek, smudging some blood along your face. You leaned into his touch as your eyes fluttered shut before feeling something cold and sharp trace along your collar bone. Snapping your eyes open, you looked down to see the ghostface tracing a knife along your skin. The sharp blade so close to your neck sent a shiver of fear and also arousal through you as you gasped at the sensation. “Fuck, she’s into it,” The ghostface muttered, seeming fascinated by your reaction as Stu giggled gleefully. “I told you she was perfect, man,” Stu giggled, and you briefly wondered when him and the other killer had talked about you before. “There’s still time to for you to be wrong,” The ghostface said as he trailed the knife down to your tank top and cut the strap of it. You looked between the two of them, and Stu smiled at you gleefully and darkly, while the ghostface seemed focused on moving to cut the other strap of your tank top. 

As the fabric gave away when he cut it, your top fell a little, giving them a better look at your cleavage. You heard Stu wolf whistle as the ghostface sucked in a breath. The two of them leaned back to look over you, Stu left his hand encircled on your ankle to keep you from running away. “Do you want to play this the safe way or the fun way, bunny?” The ghostface asked as you tilted your head at his question. “W-What’s the fun way?” You asked curiously as you watched Stu try to contain his excitement, the ghostface tilt his head slightly. “You run, we catch you, if you try to actually escape we’ll kill you, but if you play along as our prey,” He paused as you watched his head tilt as he checked you out, “Then we’ll give you the most memorable night of your life, and maybe let you live afterward.” Your eyes gleamed in excitement at the idea, you couldn’t deny the thrill building in you at the idea of your darkest, most private fantasizes coming true. 

“The fun way,” You decided as you watched Stu smile widely at your answer. You watched as the ghostface leaned close to you as he dragged the tip of his knife under your chin to tilt your head up towards him, “Then get running.” You felt Stu’s grip leave your ankle as vaguely registered him slipping his mask back on. You quickly leaped off the bed and ran out the door frame before pausing and looking back at them as one of them waved his knife at you, almost like a wave. Turning back around, you dashed off into the house. Looking down the stairs, you suddenly recognized the bodies of your friends and even that one reporter chick lying in cold blood on the floor. You gasped but moved towards one of the other rooms upstairs, the fear from knowing they were serious about being killers only heightening your sick excitement. 

“Ready or not, here we come,” You heard one of them call out as you held your hand against your mouth, muffling your breathing as you hid in a wardrobe you found in one of the bedrooms. You listened as you heard the two distinct set of footsteps wander around the house. “I hope I find her first,” You heard one giggle through the modulator, which you figured was probably Stu. “Shut up and find her then,” The other replied, which you could make out more clearly due to his closer proximity. Hearing the doorknob of the room you are in twist open as the footsteps got closer to you, you decided to hold your breath as you heard him searching for you. His knife you recognized was tapping along various surfaces in the room as he searched. “You in here bunny?” He called out as you bit back your excited giggle. Apparently not well enough when you heard his steps pause as if he was listening for you. 

You gasped behind your hand when the door to the wardrobe flung open, “Well, well, look what we have here.” Your eyes widened at being caught before you quickly squeezed past him to run from him. You squeaked when his arm came out across your chest and pulled your back into his chest. “Nuh uh, you’re mine now, bunny. I caught you fair and square,” He chuckled at your labored and excited breathing as you struggled against him weakly. His knife moving to trace your neck and chest again as you gasped, your head falling backwards against his chest as your eyes shut. “Little bunny likes getting hunted, huh?” He asked as condescendedly laughed at your reaction. “Uh huh,” You replied, attempting to catch your breath, to which he tsk’d at. “You know better, use your words,” He chastised, to which you nodded submissively in response to. “Yes sir,” You gasped as his knife nicked your collar bone lightly. He groaned in response before shoving you on the bed in the room. You looked up at him in surprise from his actions as he tilted his head while looking at you. “Take off your top,” He said, gesturing to it with his knife. You quickly complied, tearing your top off as he groaned appreciatively at the revelation you weren’t wearing a bra. 

Seeing your bare skin and tits, he climbed onto the bed and on top of you. You held your breath in anticipation before he took your chin in the grasp of his free hand, smudging some of the blood on his hands onto your skin. “Open that pretty mouth, bunny,” He demanded, and you opened your mouth compliantly in response. You could almost sense his smirk under the mask before you felt the cold and metallic taste of his knife on your tongue. “Clean it up,” He ordered as you began licking it, the coppery taste blooming on your tongue before you realized it was still covered in the blood of your dead friends downstairs. You moaned at the realization, the sick pleasure spreading throughout you as you cleaned off the knife. You could hear his breathing pickup as he realized you were also getting off on it. “What a naughty little bunny you are, getting off on the blood of your dead friends,” He chuckled as you blushed from him calling you out. He pressed the tip of the blade down on your tongue just enough for you to feel the sharpness but not enough to cut you. You squirmed under him at the sensation but tried to stay still enough so you wouldn’t accidentally nick yourself. 

He shook his head in disbelief before pulling the knife out of your mouth and trailing it down your neck to your chest. “Man! Where is she?” You heard Stu call out as you giggled under the ghostface on top of you. Hearing your giggle, Stu came to the room the two of you were in before gasping. “Unfair! You found her first?” He whined, but you could tell through his mask that his gaze was excitedly trained on the position the two of you were in. “Shut up,” The ghostface on top of you groaned, but his tone conveyed more playful annoyance than real frustration. Stu walked over to the two of you before circling to the other side of the bed and stood behind where your head laid on the bed. “Now the fun starts,” Stu giggled as the ghostface on top of you moved his knife to gesture at Stu. “The fun has already started,” He replied, before Stu shrugged. “You know what I mean man,” He responded to which you giggled underneath the ghostface on top of you at their bickering. 

The ghostface on top of you snapped his gaze down to you at the giggling. “Enjoying the show, bunny?” He asked which you nodded in reply. “Well it’s about to get a whole lot better!” Stu exclaimed, to which the ghostface on top of you glanced at Stu before looking back down at you. “Let’s see how you like the reveal,” He chuckled before reaching up and ripping off his mask. You gasped as you realized your second hunter had been Billy. Thinking about it a little harder, you realized that would make sense from what you picked up on so far, but you couldn’t help but feel your panties get wetter at the realization. “Billy?” You asked with wide eyes as his dark gaze trained on you. “Yep,” He replied, you saw out of the corner of your eye Stu taking his mask off too. You blushed from realizing just much your most secret fantasizes were coming true. Billy raised an eyebrow at your reaction before glancing up at Stu. “Guess you were right about her attraction to us,” He commented, and Stu giggled. “Yeah dude, I have eyes, so it was fucking obvious,” He replied, to which Billy glared at Stu for. You felt yourself blush harder at Stu saying you were obvious about your attraction to them. 

Billy glanced down at you before chuckling. “No need to be shy about it, bunny,” He said as he began tracing circles around one of your nipples. You gasped and arched up into the sensation. “Look at that man, she’s a fucking freak,” Stu giggled excitedly at your reaction. Embarrassment flooded you at Stu’s words as you shut your eyes. “Nuh uh, Look at me,” Billy chastised as his knife moved to tap on your cheek. You opened your eyes and fought to keep them on Billy. “That’s a good girl,” He praised as you felt yourself melt from his words. Seeing your reaction, Billy tossed the knife beside you two before grasping your chin harshly and pulling you into a rough kiss. You gasped in surprise at his sudden and harsh kiss, which he took as an opportunity to deepen the kiss. Which quickly turned you into a squirming, flustered mess. When he pulled back, a string of spit connected you for a moment before, it broke, which Stu groaned at. “Man, I’m tired of waiting,” Stu whined, which Billy seemed to contemplate for a moment before nodding. 

“You’re right, we’ve waited long enough,” He replied before looking down at your skirt, he quickly found the zipper to it before tossing your skirt off of you. You could vaguely see out of the corner of your vision Stu messing with his own clothes as Billy picked the knife back up from beside you and quickly cut the sides of your panties before tossing the scrap of cloth somewhere else in the room. You gasped at the sudden move and moved to close your thighs, but Billy stopped you with his free hand moving to your inner thigh. Billy hummed appreciatively at the view. “Damn, you should see how wet she is,” Billy groaned as Stu giggled. “You wet for the two of us, princess?” Stu asked rhetorically, but you nodded enthusiastically anyway. Billy raised his eyebrow at you, reminding you of his preference for you to use your words. “Y-Yes daddy, I am,” You replied in response to Stu, which made him groan at your choice of words. “Fuck,” He swore under his breath as Billy’s eyes darkened too. 

You choked on a moan in surprise when you felt Billy’s finger suddenly brush against your clit. You could feel both of their predatory gazes on your form as Billy studied your reactions to find the best ways to get the reactions he wanted from you. You faintly registered Stu as one of his hands brushed his fingers through your hair before his fingers from his other hand tap on your lips. “Open up princess,” He ordered, and you complied willingly, and he groaned at your eager response. Stu grasped your hair, making you gasp before tapping his cock that he freed when you weren’t paying attention against your lips. “C’mon baby, suck it for daddy,” He groaned as you fluttered your eyes shut as you began licking and sucking the tip of his dick.

You could feel Billy’s eyes trained on the interaction in front of him, as Stu pushed his dick further into your throat, making you choke and gag momentarily before you forced yourself to breathe through your nose. Stu gave you a moment to adjust before you began eagerly sucking him, and he began moving along with your movements. You could hear him groaning above you before you moaned around his dick when you felt Billy suddenly insert a finger into you. “Fuck, whatever you just did, keep doing it,” Stu moaned out to Billy, which got him a glare you couldn’t see, but Billy continued his movements regardless. Once Billy felt you loosen up, he added an addition finger as he continued using his thumb to rub your clit. He had you moaning all over Stu’s cock, causing Stu to throw his head back from the sensation. You could feel the pricks of pleasure beginning to build up in you as they continued. As you began squeezing Billy’s fingers, he groaned. “She’s close,” He commented, which made Stu also groan. “Go on bunny, give it to us,” Billy encouraged as you felt your peak hit you. You moaned loudly at the feeling, causing you to tense and squeeze his fingers as the bright, hot pleasure coursed through you. Billy continued to fuck you with his fingers through your orgasm as you shook. 

You heard Stu groan and his dick twitch before feeling the saltiness of his cum cover your tongue and throat. Once the two of you came down, you felt him pull himself from your throat. Billy grabbed your chin with his hand and tilted it towards him as your eyes fluttered open, his fingers covered in your slick moving to tap at your lips which you happily licked and sucked cleaning, making Billy groan at the erotic sight. Pulling his fingers from your mouth, he squeezed your jaw to open your mouth to check you had swallowed both you and Stu’s cum. “Good girl,” He praised at the sight of your clean mouth. You gasped when you felt hands drop to your hips and pull you to align you to his cock that you didn’t know when he had untucked from his clothes. “Ah! Wait!” You called out in protest from still feeling extra sensitive. You saw his eyes darken a fraction instead before he pushed into you, your head falling back against the bed as you choked on a moan.

“I told you we had already waited long enough,” He said, punctuating his words with thrusts, not giving you time to adjust. Stu groaned from behind you as his gaze fixed on the way your tits bounced with Billy’s thrusts. “Fuck man, I just finished, watching you two is gonna get me hard again,” He grumbled. “Not my fucking problem,” Billy bit back as struggled from the tightness of your cunt gripping him. You whined and squirmed from the overstimulation which Billy chuckled at. “You can take it, bunny,” He commented before groaning as his gaze caught sight of the bulge in your tummy from where he was fucking you. “Fuck, look at that,” He said as one of his hands moved to push down on the bulge, making you gasp and writhe. “Shit,” You heard Stu groan as he caught sight of your tummy bulge from Billy. “Your cunt was fucking made for us, wasn’t it?” Billy asked as you found yourself unable to reply. “Aw, did we already fuck you, stupid bunny?” He teased as your doe-eyed gaze caught his, and you nodded submissively in response. The two of them groaned at your response, and you felt Billy’s dick twitch inside you. “I know you have another orgasm in you. C’mon milk my cock for me baby,” Billy demanded as his hand that had been on the bulge moved down to play with your clit, making you whine against the overstimulation.

Your eyes fluttered shut as you gasped and struggled against the waves of painful pleasure, feeling the coil within yourself grown tighter and tighter before it snapped. You felt tears begin rolling down your cheeks at the intense orgasm as you spasmed on Billy’s cock, making him moan out. It wasn’t long before you felt him twitch before he bit into your shoulder as you felt his warm cum spill into your wet cunt. You sobbed against the intense sensations as he fucked you both through your orgasms. Once he stilled in you, you fought to catch your breath, to which you heard Stu giggle above the both of you. “Goddamn, you made her cry,” He commented to which Billy leaned up over you again looking down at your wet face before groaning. “Fuck,” He swore, and you felt his cock start to harden inside of you again, which made you gasp.

You sighed in relief for a moment when you felt Billy pull out of you, before whimpering when you heard his next words. “Your turn,” He said, nodding to Stu. Stu giggled excitedly before crawling on the bed with you two. Billy moved you and him so he was behind you leaning against the bed frame and Stu was in front of you. Your head limply laid against Billy’s chest as Stu looked over your fucked out body. “Shit, look at her,” Stu giggled before leaning down, so his face was level with your cunt, you blinked open your eyes just to see him and whined knowing your pleasurable torture was soon to continue. Billy chuckled at your reaction and brushed your hair off your back and over your shoulder as he placed surprisingly soothing kisses against your shoulders. Your eyes shut as you moaned out when you felt Stu lick up Billy’s cum dripping out of you.

Stu experimentally probed his tongue into you as he pulled out more of Billy’s cum to lap up. It faintly occurred to you that the two of them had probably fucked each other before. Stu groaned at the taste before moving to circle your clit with his tongue, choking your thoughts and losing yourself again to the intense pleasure. “Ngh- Please,” You sobbed which made Stu groan, the feeling making your sob turn into a moan as he sucked onto your clit, his hands grasping at your thighs and trying to pull you ever closer. “Please what?” Billy asked from behind you as he began sucking hickeys into the crook of your neck. “Please,” You choked out, too far gone to know what you were begging for anymore. Billy chuckled against your neck at your broken pleas. “I think she wants to cum again, Stu,” He commented, which made Stu eat you out with even more fervor than before. You sobbed at the familiar feeling of your orgasm creeping up on you for the third time. You tensed as you felt the pleasurable coil overstimulate you as you approached the edge. “C’mon baby, cum for us,” Billy commanded as you sobbed broken moans as you fell over the edge again. Stu groaned from between your thighs as you tasted your new wave of slick. You cried as Stu carried you through your orgasm. Your sobs picking up as you came down, and your sensitivity kicked in extra hard. Stu pulled back covered in your slick, and you felt Billy lift his head from where he had been busy sucking hickeys onto your skin to look at Stu. You fluttered your eyes open in time to catch them exchanging gazes before Stu leaned towards Billy and Billy grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss. Billy groaned at the mixed taste of your slick and Stu’s saliva. You watched in awe as they made out. 

When they pulled back, Stu looked over at you before giggling, “What? Surprised?” He asked, to which you just looked at him with starry eyes. Billy raised an eyebrow behind you at your lack of response. “Man, I think we fucked her out of words. She’s looking at me like I hung the stars,” Stu giggled, which made Billy groan. “You got one more round in you, bunny?” Billy asked from behind you, and you hummed affirmatively in response as you leaned back against him. You didn’t see the look Billy gave Stu, but Stu shuffled to move your thighs so he could line himself up with your entrance. You moaned as you felt Stu fill you to the brim in one harsh thrust. Stu moved to kiss along your neck, licking up some dried blood from what had been smudged on you earlier. You gasped when you felt Billy’s fingers prod at your backside. “Relax baby,” You heard Billy purr in your ear, so you did your best to relax your muscles as his fingertip prodded into you. 

You gasped and whined as you felt him slowly prepping you, while Stu stayed as still as he could. After a few moments, you felt a second finger creep up to join the first. You arched at the still new sensation to you. Billy chuckled at your reaction before continuing to prep you. Once he deemed you ready, he pulled his fingers from you, causing you to whine at the loss. “It’s okay bunny, you’ll be full again soon,” Billy whispered as the tip of his dick prodded at your back entrance. As he pushed into you, you gasped and squirmed. “Shit, she’s getting even tighter,” Stu groaned out as Billy slowly continued filling you up. Once Billy bottomed out in you, you squirmed as you adjusted to the sensation. Eventually, you started gasping and squirming, looking for more. “Ah, there we go,” Billy cooed as he felt you looking for more pleasure from them. 

At that Billy began thrusting into you, making you moan, but when Stu also began you moving your mind started swimming. You felt like you were drowning in the pleasure they were giving you. Billy hands rested on your waist and Stu’s on your thighs as they fucked you in tandem. Your hands reached out around the back of Stu’s neck as you clawed at his back, making Stu moan from the mix of pleasure and pain. You felt incredibly full from both of them inside of you. “Fuck, man,” Stu swore as you felt one of his hands leave your thigh to press on the even bigger bulge in your tummy than before. He moved to grab one of Billy’s hands and moved it to the bulge, making Billy groan as well. Billy’s hand moved away from the bulge and trailed up to your throat as Stu kept his hand pressed on the bulge, deeping the fullness you were reeling from. “One more, bunny, one more,” Billy commanded as his hand rested on your throat before he applied pressure, your moans getting choked into broken sobs and gasping for air. You tightened around them both as pleasure surged through you, and you fought for air. Just as you were about to peak, Billy released his grasp and oxygen flooded through you, making you cum and sob on their cocks. 

“Just like that, fuck,” Billy groaned as Stu twitched before painting your insides white from your fluttering cunt gripping him so tightly. Stu moaned and buried his head in your neck as Billy’s head fell back against the headboard as he also let go and buried his dick in you, letting you milk his cum as he shot rope after rope into you. You gasped and whined at how stuffed you felt. They fucked you through your combined orgasms before they stilled in you. You felt Billy press a tender kiss against your head as Stu cuddled into you, and you pulled him closer with your arms around the back of his neck. After several moments, you wet your lips before attempting to speak. “Did I do good?” You asked leaning into their touches as Billy and Stu chuckled. “You did perfect,” Billy said, calling back to when Stu said you’d be perfect. You smiled lazily at that. “Don’t think we’re letting you go anywhere now, though,” Stu replied, squeezing you for emphasis. You felt Billy nod in agreement behind you. “Why would I want to go anywhere else?” You asked genuinely confused by the idea that you’d try to run away from them. Billy chuckled before placing another tender kiss to your shoulder blades. “Damn, you’re just as crazy as us, huh?” He teased to which you giggled at. “Maybe,” You replied, letting comfort wash over you, your two new lovers may be serial killers, but their arms felt like the best place in the world to you.

[sourcherryandsprinkles]

can you do stu for halloween? I miss the og ghostfaces

I don't usually write for Stu — I personally prefer Billy appearence-wise —, but when I got the idea, I imagined it would be something Stu would be into

Warnings: 18+, smut, oral (m revieving), hand job, p + v, cowgirl,

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Halloween was your favorite holiday and you were not playing when it came to dressing up. No one’s costume held up to your level. Last year, you arrived at Stu’s party in a sexy version of Regan McNeal…with the green fake vomit going down your chin and chest. While most were grossed out, the sight had the party host’s jaw on the floor. 

As soon as houses started putting out pumpkins and decorations for the trick or treaters, Stu had been trying to get information about this year’s costume. Unfortunately for him, you kept your lips zipped. You didn’t want to risk anyone showing up in the same costume you picked and ruining your moment. 

On the big night, Stu stayed close to the door as soon as people started showing up so he would know when you would arrive. He didn't want to miss your arrival. 

He was on his second beer when you walked through the door in a hat, fishnets and a classic Freddy Krueger striped sweater dress that hugged you in all the right places. Once again, Stu's jaw dropped. 

No longer interested in what Billy was talking about, Stu blew him off and sauntered over to you with a smirk playing on his lips. ‘’Who do we have here? Shouldn’t you be haunting and killing off kids in their dreams?’’ he asked, playing along with your character.

You tilted your head, a teasing glint in your eyes. ‘’All the kids stay up late on Halloween night, my shift doesn't start until 11pm.’’ 

Stu hummed, leaning closer until your back hit the coat closet door. ‘’And what do you plan on doing until then?’’

‘’Drink beer and watch scary movies on your couch.’’ You stole his beer and took a sip before heading to the living room where a girl was screaming bloody murder on the TV.  

Through the night, you laughed and chatted with Randy about movies. A lot of people saw him as a freak for being crazy about horror movies, but you got to know him a little during your many visits to the blockbuster and he was actually a nice person. A little bit of a know-it-all, spilling facts about every movie you rented but you assumed that was his way to flirt with girls. 

As The Shining played, some girl screamed, way too loud for such a tame part of the movie. You rolled your eyes, fighting the urge to stuff her mouth with some chips. 

Stu saw and joined you on the couch, squeezing between you and Randy, his leg brushing against yours. ‘’What’s this screaming all about?’’ he asked, draping his arms behind you and Randy casually. He had a couple of beers in him, but was nowhere near drunk.  

Randy shot him a look, pushing Stu’s arm off. ‘’Can’t you find another seat? The couch’s full already.’’ He was annoyed by Stu’s interruption. ‘’And we were talking.’’ 

Stu raised an eyebrow, glancing between the two of you. “Oh yeah? A ‘moment,’ huh? Hate to break it to you, Randy, but she’s not going home with you tonight. She’s got a job to do at 11. Nightmare duty, right?” His hand slid down, patting your thigh, fingers brushing dangerously close to your inner thigh.

You played along, nodding with a smirk. ‘’Thanks for the reminded, Stu.’’ You placed your hand that didn't have the glove on over his, teasingly holding it for a second before standing up. ‘’Guess I should get going.’’ 

Stu’s playful smile vanished as he scrambled to his feet, following you into the kitchen. “Woah, woah, woah, you’re not going anywhere just yet.” He grabbed your wrist as you had reached the kitchen, pulling you to a stop. “Where do you think you’re going?”

‘’To haunt people’s dreams,’’ you teased, raising an eyebrow.

He placed his hands on your hips, leaning down slightly, his voice dropping to a low murmur. ‘’Do you only do children? Because I have a question, Ô Master of Dreams.’’ He smirked, his breath warm against your ear. ‘’Do you visit sex dreams too? Because I could use some company.’’

A slow smile spread across your lips. ‘’I guess you’ll have to fall asleep and find out.’’

Stu grinned. “Mmm, tempting. Maybe I should head to bed now then, see what happens.”

‘’Lead the way.’’ 

Once inside his bedroom, Stu locked the door and hurried to his bed. He played his part and pretended to be asleep, making you cover your mouth to stifle your laugh. His playfulness was your favorite part of his personality.

You waited a little, then crawled on the bed and up Stu’s body, brushing your gloved hand along his jaw and down his neck. 

Slowly, he stirred and opened his eyes, finding you hovering over him. ‘’Ooh, Mrs. Krueger. It’s a pleasure to have you in my dreams.’’ One of his hands ghosted up your thighs over the fishnets, and ended over your ass. He gave it a good squeeze, having been itching to do that since you walked his front door. 

“I like to switch it up on Halloween and take a break from the children to visit the tricksters.’’

‘’Do you give them treats?’’ Stu asked, enjoying the little game you were playing.

You chuckled at his response, your eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, I can provide some special treats for the tricksters who deserve them. And you're definitely on the naughty list this year, Mr. Macher." You dragged your hand down his chest, your eyes locked on his. 

‘’Been on the naughty list since my mom pushed me out,’’ Stu said proudly. ‘’Do I get an extra treat for that?’’ 

His question hung in the air as you pushed his sweater up, fingers fumbling with his belt. It was tricky with just one hand, but with a little help from Stu, you managed it. Not wanting to deal with the same hassle when it came to his jeans, you started to remove your glove, but his hand quickly stopped you.

"Keep the glove on.’’ He grinned, eyes darkening with lust at the thought of your gloved hand around his cock. "Just be careful down there. Don't want to damage the goods."

You held back a laugh and pulled down his jeans and boxers, his thick cock springing free. You had guessed that he was large, but the sight made your pussy cry happy tears. You ran your hands up and down his thighs, feeling the dust of blond hair covering them. 

Stu let out a small hiss as you gripped the base of his cock, pumping slowly. The plastic of the glove was rigid around him and didn’t conform well to the desired movement due to limited flexibility. You were careful to not scratch him with the edges of the ‘blades’ as you continued. This was more to bring a dark fantasy to life than to provide pleasure. 

‘’Ready for your treat?’’ you asked, looking up at him.

He didn’t even have time to respond before you lowered your head to give the tip a featherlight lick, tasting him. He let out a quiet hiss, jerking his hips up just slightly, hands clenching at his sides. You swirled your tongue around the tip of his cock, then ran your tongue up and down his shaft, teasing him. When you judged you had teased him enough, you opened your mouth and took as much of him as you could. 

Stu hummed in delight, your warm mouth around him. He’s thought and dreamed about this before, the past months having spent playing cat and mouse and teasing each other, but the real thing couldn’t even compare. His hand came down to the back of your head, gripping your hair to keep them out of your face as he watched you go deeper on his cock and bobbing your head up and down until he was about to lose it.

You grinned up at him as you pulled off him, sitting back on your heels. Your lips glistened with a mix of smeared lip gloss, spit and pre-cum. Stu could have cum right there. ‘’Is it time for my treat?’’ you asked, lifting the bottom of your dress and flashing him a peek of the black thong beneath.

‘’Ugh, you’re a fucking sight,’’ Stu groaned, his eyes were glazed and chest heaving — his cock twitching. His hand reached out to touch you, finding  the wet spot and rubbing slowly.

You pushed against his touch, craving more. How the tables had turned…

He caught on quickly, tearing a hole through your fishnets and sliding your thong aside to sink his fingers between your folds, spreading your arousal around. Your breath hitched, his movements slow and deliberate as he played with you, grinning at the way you clenched around him.

 ‘’Does that feel good?’’ he teased, fully aware of the answer.

He could be such an ass. 

‘’Y-yes,’’ you stammered, leaning into his touch as he slid his fingers in and out, leaving you breathless.

‘’Feels really good.’’ You rocked your hips forward when he moved his fingers, ever slowly sliding them in and out. 

Starting to feel hot, you pulled your dress up the rest of the way, throwing it on the bed. You had opted out of wearing a bra tonight — it wouldn’t have stayed on for long anyway — and Stu seemed very pleased with that decision. He wasn’t a tits guy, but pierced nipples sent his mind reeling. 

His reaction made you laugh, his eyes wide and amazed. You didn’t have the biggest tits — not that they were tiny either —, but they certainly were the cutest at this party. He reached to grab one of your breasts, thumbing over your pierced bud. 

''Like what you see?'' 

‘’Like what you see?’’ Stu mocked, sitting up and curling his fingers inside you. 

One of your favorite things about Stu was his sense of humor. He was one of the very few people who could make you laugh, whether it was with a stupid joke or through sarcasm. And he even managed to bring that humor into the bedroom. 

‘’Stop it,’’ you said, glaring at him. 

But Stu didn’t listen, giving you a playful pout and teasing you with his fingers again and again, until you physically grabbed his hand and made him stop. 

‘’You can’t do that,’’ he protested. ‘’This is my sex dream.’’

‘’Maybe, but I’m the Master of Dreams,’’ you reminded him, a winning smile on your lips. ‘’And I want your dick inside me.’’ 

You guided him inside you as you slowly lowered down onto him. The rip in your fishnets was making the process easier, only having to pull your thong to the side. Once he was fully inside, you closed your eyes, overcome by the sensation of Stu inside you, filling you.  

Stu grabbed your thighs, trying to get his mind off your tight pussy clamping around him. ‘’You feel so good around my cock, Ô Dream Master.’’  

You laughed softly, pressing a gloved hand to his stomach as you started to move, taking him in a slow rhythm that made his hips twitch. ‘’I do?’’ You held eye contact, your warm walls gripping Stu’s cock in a vice grip.

He whimpered, his hands going down to your ass. ‘’Fuck, you’re gonna liquify my dick with that tight cunt.’’ 

His words made you grin, and you moved faster, until you were full on bouncing. The slapping of skin resounded throughout the room, but the music outside was loud enough to drown it that no one in the hallway would hear. Not that Stu cared if anyone heard or knew that he was having sex. It was his house. 

‘’Is that what you dream about when you dream of me, Stu? My tight cunt milking you?’’

His response was a sharp thrust up, hitting a spot that made your head fall back. Two could play the game of teasing. 

Stu kept meeting you halfway, bringing you close to the edge. You were trying to not cry out, let all of your classmates know how good Stu was making you feel. They might think someone’s getting murdered in there and barge in. 

‘’I’m close!’’ you gasped, your breathing quickening, hair sticking to your face and tingles going up your spine. ‘’I’m so fucking close!’’ 

Your legs were aching and the bed was squeaking from the movements. Sex was fun, but it was also exhausting. It should count as a workout with all the sweating and the calories you were burning. 

Stu must have felt it too, because he flipped you over with a tight grip on your ass, and laid you down on the bed, taking over and drilling into you until you both finished. His mouth on yours swallowed every cry that left your lips, your fingernails digging  into his shoulders through his sweater. 

The room was stifling hot, and probably reeked of sex, but neither of you felt like getting up to open the window for fresh air. Your legs felt like complete jelly, his cum leaking from your pussy and onto his bedsheets. 

‘’Why didn’t we do this sooner?’’ you asked, Stu’s lips on yours, kissing lazily and bathing in the afterglow high.  You weren’t used to having a moment like this — a simple, quiet moment of intimacy without one of you teasing the other.

He bit your bottom lip and pulled it. ‘’It’s you who was pushing me away. I’ve wanted you since you showed up with fake vomit all over you. Thought I made that clear?’’ 

''I never pushed you away.'' 

Stu gave you a look. ''You did. Remember when we kissed at Ricky's birthday party? You told me to call you the next day and you never picked up.'' 

It was over three months ago. Your memories were a little blurred, but now that he was bringing it up, you recalled writing your number in the palm of his hand with a pen. Now you felt terrible for missing his call. 

You grabbed the collar of his sweater — which was strangely still on — and pulled him back in for a kiss, trying to make it up. How many kisses will he need to forgive you? 

It wasn’t long until his eager length twitched against your thigh, ready to go again. How long had it been since he came? Less than ten minutes? 

You playfully pushed his chest. ‘’You’re insatiable.’’

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[blckbrrybasket]

25. “Hell And You”

Stu Macher x Fem!Reader

꒰Mask Kink + Knife Kink꒱ - 1k

• consensual object penetration, consent check

kinktober m.list

Okay, if one of your friends came to you saying they were dating one of the infamous Ghostfaces that ran around killing people you would tell them to run the other way. What sensible person would date somebody like that? Well, you, obviously. You knew it was wrong, but it wasn’t your fault Stu was hot!

It also wasn’t your fault that the Ghostface signature mask turned you on. Did that make you fucked up, sure, but it was worth it when Stu fucked you in it. It wasn’t your safest decision, but you were already here and it would be fine. Stu would never let anything happen to you. 

His gloved hand held the blade of the knife while he prepped it. Every few seconds he’d look over and scan your body admiringly, eyes hidden behind the mask. You could only tell of his gaze by the way his head would tilt, what it meant was imperceptible. Truthfully, it was a wonder how Stu had been patient thus far.

He tended to be impulsive and rush into things, but he was taking his time now, watching your body from where he sat. Stu finished cleaning the knife properly, any germs long gone. Two of his leather cover fingers smeared lube over the handle, blade fully covered by his other hand.

Once it was thoroughly covered, his head turned to look down at you sitting on the bed. The cloak brushed against your legs when he leaned forward to guide you back to prop yourself on your elbows. While holding the bolster of the knife under his fingers he pressed just the tip against your skin and gently trailed it down your body.

He had full control over the movement of the hunting knife. Once the tip reached your underwear Stu glanced up at you. “Open,” he said, one of the first words he’d spoken since he’d ‘gotten into character’. Stu shuffled back again to sit somewhat comfortably on his knees in front of the bed.

Your legs followed his command, opening obediently as you looked down at him. Ghostface on his knees shouldn’t be such a sight, but it was and it was beautiful. The white of the mask shone in contrast to the completely black material he wore everywhere else. Even more enticing was the glint of the knife when the light hit it.

The permanently opened mouth on the mask pressed to the junction of your knee in a mock kiss. You couldn’t tell if Stu was looking up at you, unable to see, but you could feel his eyes on you when he dragged the mouth up to your inner thigh. You were unsure what he was doing until you heard his deep inhale. 

He was savoring you, breathing you in. However, his nature got the best of him being this close to your cunt. Stu grew too excited per usual, and hooked the tip of the knife on the hem of your underwear. The sharpness caught on the flimsy material, pushing up through it with a riiip.

You gasped, hearing his distorted chuckle at your reaction. “What’s the matter, baby?” His head tilted, mask looking back up at you. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Stu hooked the knife up, pulling to cut away the rest of the fabric. He let it fall open, haphazardly shoving it down the leg it limply hung onto.

Looking at your pretty pussy like he won the lottery, Stu had to stop himself from yanking the mask off and delving into you. Behind the mask he silently licked his lips, view locked on your sex. His free hand slid up the bed, making its way to your cunt. The pads of his rough gloves made contact with your skin, your shiver making Stu more excited, tapping the tip of the knife against your thigh with his occupied hand.

Stu pressed one fingertip to your clit and let it sit there before sliding it down. He softly rubbed in between your wet folds, separating them. His thumb joined his index finger to keep your lips spread, watching you pulse and leak onto the fabric of the blankets.

“Hiding all this from me?” Stu nudged forward and sighed heavily. You tensed, bracing for his breath to hit you, when you realized it wouldn’t. The plastic prevented him from breathing on you, but he’d gotten the reaction he had wanted, being able to see your pussy clench close up.

He glanced back up for a second, studying your antsy expression. Mistaking it for second thoughts, he checked in. “You still want this?” He would have sounded irritated to anyone else, but you knew he was checking on you even as he played it up. Your eyes were completely locked on the mask, his voice breaking you from your trance.

You nodded, speechless from his act. “Words, baby.” He grunted and you could imagine the way his eyes narrowed. “Yes…yes sir.” Stu smiled, satisfied, and looked back down at your soaked cunt. At the confirmation, Stu turned the knife over in his hand, once again covering the blade with his hand entirely. 

He teased your swollen folds by running the hilt of the knife up and down, teasing your entrance with the curve. Slowly, he circled your pussy with the cooled handle. When you clenched down around nothing, he laughed. “Oh, you like that?” He asked with a small smirk. 

Stu kept moving it in slow circles, working you up and rubbing your arousal around. You whined when your warm walls fluttered around nothing for what seemed to be the millionth time. He seemed to finally take mercy, or pity, on you and he notched the curve in your entrance, turning the hilt to trace the very inside of your pussy. 

The arousal he had made you build up made it easier for him to inch the handle into you, his gloves shielding the blade from causing any harm. This wasn’t about actually harming you, but you couldn’t lie and say the danger isn’t making you clench down harder. 

Your moans were quiet, increasing in volume as he faintly thrust the knife in and out. “You like being fucked by my knife, knowing what it’s done to people? …What it can do to you.” You groaned, tossing your head back as the cool metal drug along the walls of your cunt. You did. You fucking loved it.

tags: @babybatlover, @starrgurl46, @wowzers-07, @nenukkjhj, @morgan0lw21, @kinokomoonshine, @slut4ddn, @adventures-of-impala, @dreamerjj

[mcondance]

MDNI 18+. stu macher x fem!reader. cw dubcon.

☆

stu’s big, and he knows it. it’s not easy to take him— it never fucking has been, no matter how much time he takes with his fingers shoved inside you, or his tongue battering your clit to the point of exhaustion, your body weak and fuzzy. he’s an intrusion even when he’s pulled and tortured countless climaxes out of you.

again, you brace for him to slide in. and again, he gets off on watching you.

it hurts, fuck, it hurts. he’s watching himself disappear inside you while you shift and squirm, trying to ease some of the pressure and pain and you have half a mind to push him off of you. it’s futile, though, he’s bigger than you and he has no problem with using force to get what he wants.

and sometimes, he doesn’t have to.

“it’s too mu—,” you cut yourself off with a pathetic, pained little sound. it’s sick music to his ears.

“it’s not too much,” he murmurs, his hand smoothing your hair, even as he’s splitting you open. what you take is what he decides.

and you let him decide. sweet talk leaves you vulnerable, melted down and willing. he’s pushing in farther and he’s hitting spot after spot, and it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, but it hurts good.

stu likes hurting. and you let him do it. when he’s breaching you and ignoring your whines that would mean “stop” to anyone else, and you see that look in his eyes, the pain twists around lines of pleasure and lights you up.

you like when it hurts.

[jokeringcutio]

Reader & Stepbrother Stu Macher & Stepfather William Afton “Suspicious Ads” 👀

Fandoms: FFNAF & Scream.

Implied Reader x Stepdad William Afton, Implied Reader x Stepbrother Stu Macher.

Mature due to themes. No explicit Smut. Contains Humor.

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The living room was quiet except for the sound of William's pencil scratching against paper as he worked on a blueprint at the table. You were slouched on the couch, scrolling through fanfiction on your phone, the blue of the screen lightening up your face.

"Seriously, Dad?” Stu's voice cut through the silence like the jarring chime of an unwelcome notification. He sounded way too excited. The door had barely clicked shut behind him before he was at William's side, his phone thrust accusingly toward the older man.

"Isn't her mom enough for you?" Now this caught your attention and you carefully glanced up from your phone to see the encounter play out in front of you.

Stu stood tall next to his father, William, who was still hunched over the blueprint. Despite the accusing tone of Stu’s words, you could see that he was carrying a smirk. As if he were enjoying this. Which was never a good sign. "Or are you still a horny beast in your old age?"

Ah. Too much information.

You quickly pretended to cast your attention back to your phone, but continuing the story seemed to have become impossible now. What had Stu come across that would prompt him to say such a thing? You were still listening in. Not that you wanted to.

"I don’t want to know what you’re up to that give me these specific ads," Stu continued, swiping a finger past his phone. “But I am not interested in finding older women in my area to bang.”

You flinched.

Inwardly, you complimented your stepdad for his lack of reaction to his son’s words. William's face remained stoic, his eyes never leaving the blueprint. He took the accusations without flinching. While Stu leaned in, a sultry smile on his face.

"I bet you're browsing things online again."

Finally, William’s blue eyes darted from the paper and slowly traced up his son. But still, no answer came.

You were holding your breath at this point, feeling the tension in the room.

“I know,” Stu said, shrugging as he deliberately added more oil to the fire. “Old pussy’s better than no pussy at all, they say. But you really need to get your searches in check before any of the ladies in our household get to see these. We’re all on the same IP and man… These ads. They’re brutal.”

William just watched him stoically, not rising to the bait. But you could see a flicker of annoyance in his eyes. It was unnerving, the way he silently absorbed the jab, the corners of his mouth betraying neither smile nor scowl.

Focus on your fic again. Come on now, you told yourself, forcing your eyes away from the scene.

"I think you’ll find these are basic ads. They’re provided when you block all cookies and won't allow them to keep track of your browser history. Internet will automatically assume you are a male interested in sex."

"Stu."

You jumped when your stepdad suddenly spoke. It came so unexpectedly. His voice was even, his blue eyes sternly fixed upon his son.

That shut your stepbrother up. You saw the gleam in Stu’s eyes as he tried to think of something witty to say, but nothing came. Nothing that could beat his father’s reasoning anyway.

“Sure, Dad,” Stu finally said with a wink, trying to save his grace. He finally lowered his phone, putting it inside his pocket as he stepped away from his father. William turned back to his paper, eyes already cast on the drawing he was working on while he leaned on his exposed elbows – the sleeves pushed up while he worked.

“At least, I take it you switched your search history off…” You had to suppress a chuckle when you heard your stepdad say that so casually to Stu. The jab was obvious. As expected, your stepbrother flushed a bright red. He probably hadn’t blocked any cookies or adjusted any settings to stop his data collecting at all.

“Are you chuckling?” you heard, and looked up in surprise to find Stu was suddenly next to the couch, looking down at you.

Fuck. He’d caught onto your eavesdropping.

“Just reading a funny story,” you swiftly replied, silently patting your shoulder for the way you quickly composed yourself.

That mental pat suddenly became a lot more real.

A warm hand surprised you as Stu leaned over you to glance at your phone. His fingers were on your shoulder, gently digging into your skin, while his breath was hot upon you as he leaned over you to catch a glimpse of your screen. The small letters were thankfully not too explicit, so you didn’t have to feel too ashamed.

He was silent for a moment, clearly reading along. Then you heard him chuckle softly.

"Careful not to fall into that screen," he teased, voice low, a whisper meant for your ears alone. “Apparently, there are older women there. And they only want one thing.”

You barely lifted your gaze from the glow of your phone, but you couldn't ignore the warmth spreading where his hand rested firmly on your shoulder. A tingling teased your core.

"Wouldn't dream of it," you murmured, your response automatic, heart betraying you with a traitorous skip. The faint pressure of his fingers imprinted on your skin, an invisible brand. Then his touch was gone.

He chuckled, walking away, the sound receding with each step until the front door sealed his departure with a soft click.

But you had felt the soft squeeze he gave you before he had let go. And wasn’t that something?

Why did it make your heart beat so loudly in your chest?

Your eyes flitted up to the now-closed door, but of course, he was no longer there. Stu had left. Behind you, you heard your stepdad shift. The rustling of the paper between his fingers, the way his shoes moved against the wooden floorboards. You turned your head to see what he was up to.

William expelled a deep sigh. His chair scraped against the wood floor, the sound abrasive, as he stood and turned toward you.

"Those ads," he began, voice a low rumble, "I assure you that I have never looked something like that up."

How sweet, you thought, that he tried to assure you he wouldn’t go around your mom’s back like that. You sat up on the couch, no longer slouching, and gave him your full attention.

"Really?" you asked, feigning nonchalance.

His footsteps approached, measured and certain. The distance between you shrank with an almost indecent intimacy. Now that was… different. You blinked up at him as he towered over you. Your pulse hammered in your throat, a frantic drummer setting the pace for this dangerous dance.

"Indeed." His silhouette loomed over you, casting you in a cool shadow. "My tastes run...”

Here he paused, his blue eyes deliberately raking over you until you felt it deep in your core. The implication. But surely not? Surely, he wouldn’t even consider…

“Younger." The words slithered through the air, filled with intent. His eyes locked onto yours, blue ice that seared straight through to your womb, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake.

"I’m fetching something to drink," the switch to such a casual comment came so unexpectedly, that you sat there, shaken to the core. Had you misinterpreted him?

“Can I get you something?” he asked, a thread of politeness woven into his husky tone.

"Water," you managed to say, voice barely above a whisper. "Water would be nice."

And damn the flames that worked between your legs, setting your entire body on fire. How did both men manage to do such things to you? To play you like a puppet?

He nodded once, a subtle acknowledgment, before striding away.

Alone now, your hands trembled as you fumbled with your phone. A few taps, a swipe and your search history stared back at you, a guilty confession in pixels and light.

Your eyes slid past the many variations of your searches for ‘Older man x younger woman' content.

Shame and arousal coiled within you, tightening around your chest.

Delete. Delete. Delete.

How could you have been so stupid to assume no one would notice when everyone shared the same internet access? Your heart pounded, a relentless echo of your fractured calm. You knew that the illusion of your innocence was just that – an illusion, as fragile as your resolve.

You silently thanked the Internet Gods for always assuming their users to be male-gendered.

Let your stepbrother and stepfather browse their older women. You could feign your innocence for a little while longer.

Right?

[madthetruemad]

Imagine being Stu's childhood friend. Oh boy, the two of you always got into the worst of trouble. Well, it was mainly Stu getting into the most mischief, but you were always their to bail him out. Even as you both grew older and apart. Even as you two entered highschool and he got a new friend group leaving you behind, you still got his back through thick and thin. So imagine your surprise when Billy (someone that effectively replaced you) and Stu came for you for an alibi. You didn't ask nor did they tell, but you pieced the info together when the killings started.

And even though you had an inkling that it was them. You decided to stick by your friend. Even when he invited you to that house party...

[yuniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie]

Yandere Billy and Stu (4/4)

“Y/N!!”

“Get off of her-Shit!” Randy cursed, firing the gun a loud bang casted causing the shorter one to yell loudly, clutching a bleeding shoulder.

You felt the dizziness, “Randy!” I regained back to my senses, instinctively hands clutching the grass beneath, pulling your figure off to run to Randy.

The male fired at the other, leaving both lying down, “Come on! Get in the car-we have to go!” He held your hand, you whimpered. “Shit-“ he cursed, noticing your fucked up ankle.

“Can’t walk.” I breathed, stating the obvious. Randy nodded quickly. Shoving the gun into his backpocket he lifted you.

“I can’t find the others. I know they might be dead but we have to get out of here.” Randy started the car. Eyes frantic, “You need a doctor,” He saw your dazed like eyes,

He reached out, “We can reach, i called the police.” The male looked at y/n reassuringly, his hand intertwined tighter with her dainty one, she was breathing irregular.

Reaching back into your home, Randy rushed you in, the door began to burst down. “Shit theyre back!” Randy exclaimed.

Y/n used the wall to hold herself. Her eyes widening, “Randy!” She cried as the taller figure tackled him. The knife plunged without a second thought into Randy’s neck, making the poor male choke on his own blood,

You gasped when arms went around you, it was the shorter one. “Goddamnit Stu-Took your sorry ass long enough!” The modulator was gone, her eyes welled with tears. “Sorry man.” Stu flocked over to him, but your face filled with almost heartbreak. They were here all along,

“Why?” She couldn’t help but break into yet, another cry. “Why what, doll?” Billy, she hated that name coming from him. Y/n knew he was that sick bastard all along, “Why did you kill them? Sidney? Tatum? Dwight? And randy..they didn’t deserve this—“ “Sidney is a whore like her mother was.” Billy exclaimed, his hands clasping yours tightly, one hand reaching up to take off his mask, Stu Adjacent doing the same. You sniffled, backing into the counter behind you, Stu kneeled infront of you just beside Billy. “Isn’t it obvious? We love you baby.” Stu made a pout at you, mocking your sad expression. His thumb going under your eye. Wiping a soft tear. “Randy was a fool to even touch you,” Billy crooned at you,

It all didn’t make sense. “Why did you kill them? Why don’t you just kill me already?!” She broke, “Why do you hate me?”

Stu’s face went completely blank. Billy just froze completely. His hand held your cheek, “Why would i ever hate you, dollface?” He ran his hand up and down your face. “I’m suprised the police aren’t here.” Billy looked over at Stu, “What?” He asked irritatedly at why Stu was making such a face.

“The chloroform. Billy,” Billy’s jaw dropped a bit in realization, her eyes widened and anxiety bubbled back into her, struggling. “It’s all okay, Y/N.” Stu pressed the rag over her nose, tears ran down her face as she saw thwm.

The police had arrived too late. The only evidence ever found was Randy’s dead body yet, the window left ajar. No one was found.

You were missing.

[villainbun]

Stu: You won’t ever break up with me, will you?

Y/n *barely listening to him: Hmm? No of course not

Stu: Good cuz or else I might have to carve out your insides

Y/n: …

Stu *whiny : Babeee please give me some attention

Y/n *sighs: The only thing you‘ll ever be carving my insides with is that dick of yours

Stu: *Surprised pikachu face*

[whorrorfix]

i’d be fucking rich if infodumping about my hyperfixations was a job. i never shut the fuck up about this mf

[total-killer-brainrot]

Bloody Aftermath

“He’s still not done is he?”

You shook your head, using the movement to nuzzle into his shoulder. He groaned, running a hand through his hair as he glanced down at you when you spoke, voice muffled against his skin.

“Your turn. If I cum again I’m gonna pass out I swear.”

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After a long night with your boys, Stu somehow has the energy to keep going.

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All my fics are also on AO3

Not Beta Read. Rating: Explicit. Length: 934. Ship: Billy Loomis x Stu Macher x You. Fem!Reader. Tags: Overstimulation, Vaginal Sex, Groping, Praise Kink, Creampie, Aftercare, Sleepy Sex, Thigh Fucking, Biting, Fluff

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Billy fell back against the pillows with a happy sigh. His head flopping to the side to view the pair next to him.

You laid on your stomach, eyes unfocused and hips held up by Stu behind you. Your limbs basically jelly at this point.

“You’re too much… how are you still going?” Billy questioned, shifting closer to brush your hair out of your eyes and leaning down to press his lips to your forehead gently. “I think you broke her.”

Stu groaned happily, slowing his thrusts to squeeze and play with your ass. “How can I resist an ass like this?” A firm grope and one particularly hard thrust made you whine weakly. Far past the point of simply overstimulation and exhaustion. “Besides, she’s a good girl, she can take it.”

At long last you felt him shudder and heard a low groan behind you. Yet another load added to the mess of fluids leaking out of you. Stu at least had the grace to help you lay down comfortingly before falling down between you and Billy. On his back, hands rested on his stomach. Twiddling his thumbs. Impossibly, still full of pent up energy. 

He rolled towards you. That wonderful grin lightly up his face as he pecked your nose. “Need anything? Water?”

You gave a sleepy nod and snuggled closer to Billy, who was also starting to drift off as Stu hopped out of bed and disappeared. Billy's low voice stirred you out of your near slumber as he mumbled. 

“He’s still not done is he?” 

You shook your head, using the movement to nuzzle into his shoulder. He groaned, running a hand through his hair as he glanced down at you when you spoke, voice muffled against his skin.

“Your turn. If I cum again I’m gonna pass out I swear.”

Stu returned with a few water bottles, kneeling in front of the two of you and gently lifting your head so you could take a sip. After you thanked him, he turned and did the same to Billy. Finishing the drink and leaning down to kiss him. You smiled at your boys as the kiss turned heated. Stu nipping at Billy’s lip and making him groan. He crawled on top of the shorter man, tugging at his hair. Billy had to pull away from the kiss when he felt Stu start to grind against his inner thigh.

“I don’t know if I can go again, Stu…” 

He groaned and rested his head on Billy’s chest.

“Come on, man. I’ll be gentle, I promise. One more.”

Billy rolled his eyes, shooting you a tired smile as you both watched Stu continue to grind needily. Billy laughed when he felt Stu start to nip at his chest. The laugh turning to a moan as he bit down on his nipple a little harder.

“I’ll jerk you off if you like, but my ass hurts so bad dude. I don’t know where you get the energy from…” 

Stu’s head shot up quickly, eyes wide and eager. “Can I fuck your thighs?”

And you had to admit, despite how exhausted you were, the question made sparks settle low in your stomach. The excited way he asked was just so adorable, yet mildly arousing at the same time. And from Billy’s expression, he felt the same way. Returning the question with a simple nod. Stu was quick to sit up. Maneuvering Billy’s tired body exactly how he wanted. Both legs held over the taller man's shoulder as he pressed his cock between his thighs. You bit your lip as you enjoyed the image. 

Stu was quick to lose himself in the feeling. Moaning softly and resting his head against Billy’s calf as he thrust shallowly. You grinned as you saw Billy’s cock twitch pathetically. Enjoying the position, but unable to get hard again. You reached over to stroke him lazily, drawing a long whine from him. His hips jerking away from your touch, the pleasure too much to handle. You didn’t push it, knowing if you made him mad enough he would turn it back on you. And you didn’t know if you could take it. Though you did tease him for a moment longer, trailing a finger from his tip to balls. Listening to his breath shake. 

You rested your head on Billy’s chest, not minding the slight jostles as Stu fucked his thigh’s. You felt his chest vibrate as he hummed happily, and a hand reached up to play with your hair. Gentle and sleepy as the both of you watched Stu. 

Stu stilled, head tilting back and eyes closing as he came across Billy’s cock and stomach, for at least the third time that night. Before falling down on the bed behind you. Wrapping a hand around your stomach and tugging you close. He finally seemed done. Pressing gentle, sleepy kisses into your shoulder. 

You rolled over to face him. Smiling against his lips as you kissed him. He mumbled into your mouth, just barely loud enough for Billy to hear as well.

“Thank you. You guys are the best.”

Billy rested a hand on your hip, and you grinned at your goofy boyfriend as you leaned back. Giving him the opportunity to trail the kisses down your neck. Still sweet and loving.

“Any time, Macher…” You whispered. Feeling your eyes finally start to close. Just as you were about to sleep, you gasped. Stu had bitten you. You could feel his stupid grin as he nuzzled your cheek and whispered in your ear.

“Cock warm me while we make out?”

[maladaptivebb]

it’s ridiculous the hold Matthew lillard has on me. This is like the sixth dirty dream I’ve had of him

[ahsxual]

Hello lovely!! I have read all of your stories to do with Matthew Lillard and OMFG I love them sooooo I thought to request one myself. :D

I was thinking a Stu Macher x Fem!Reader who is Billy younger or twin sister (idk it’s up to you on that darling) who he is very positive of and has told Stu not to ever think about getting with her, one day Stu goes over there to hang out with Billy but had gone out with Sydney so Y/N answered the door and just tells him come in and they can watch a movie as they waited for Bill to come home, one thing leads to another and they end up in Y/N’s bedroom…..

Thank you for reading this request and I hope you are having a great Day/Night!

Don't Tell My Brother About Us

Warnings: +18 content, Cocky Stu, dirty talk, fingering, cunnilingus

Word Count: 2,7k

A/N: Tysm for requesting this, dear anon! I loved your idea and I really hope you like this❣️I also appreciate the fact that you like my writing 🥺🤗 I'm actually proud of this fic, I'm just gonna say that ;)

You knew Stu Macher from high school, since he was your twin brother's bestfriend. You even tried to join his friend group after a while since they all seemed so nice and fun, yet your attempts were declined by your sibling, for much to your chagrin, because Stu was constantly bothering your brother by making flirty jokes whenever you were with them, according to Billy. Even though you didn't like the fact that your brother wanted to keep you away from Stu, you couldn't help but feel delighted to acknowledge the real reason behind it.

Stu became your crush from the moment you met him, as his energetic, extroverted and cocky personality traits never ceased to charm you. He was incredibly fun to be with and as you hated feeling bored, you thought that would be impossible if you ever stayed with Stu. Those thoughts were obviously put aside the moment Billy noticed how you and Stu looked at each other. Billy had never seen you as amused and happy with a guy as you were with Stu, your eyes so bright that he was convinced the words sadness and boredom were no longer known to you. However, that wasn't enough to convince Billy that Stu was good for you, and that was the reason you drifted away from him: although he made your days brighter and vice-versa, Billy didn't lose his overprotective sibling attitude, always keeping an eye on his "sweet and innocent" sister.

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"I'm going out with Sidney." Billy told you, while you were reading a romance book on the sofa about a serial killer who fell in love with one of his victims. When your brother said he was going out on a date with his girlfriend, you simply looked at him with a raised eyebrow, as if you didn't believe there were any genuine romantic intentions in what he had just said. "What?" he sounded annoyed by your judgmental gaze.

"Hm I don't know, you don't seem very excited about it. It looks like you don't even have true feelings for the girl." your tone was confident and assertive, since you knew your twin brother all too well. He just rolled his eyes at your comment, not wanting to admit you were right.

"Just cut it out, ok? As if you know what real love feels like, anyway." annoyance was present in his voice as he searched for his house keys.

"As if my lovely brother allows me to know what real love feels like." you simply replied, not moving your eyes from your current favorite book. Although you weren't looking at him, you could tell Billy's gaze on you could kill if you stared back.

"Y/N, we've talk about this. I'm not gonna let you be with Stu, you got that? I know him better than you, so listen to me for once and stop being such a brat." at this, it was your turn to roll your eyes, before getting up from the couch and heading to your room.

"Whatever Billy, enjoy your lovely date." you intentionally made an annoying tone at the word "lovely", which made Billy even more pissed by your behavior.

"I'll be back in two hours. Don't even think about inviting Stu over. I'm dead serious, Y/N." and with a final warning followed by a death stare, he closed the door to go out with his girlfriend that he pretended to be in love with for whatever reason.

You never understood why Billy was so overprotective over you when it came to Stu. Did he know something you didn't? Was Stu somehow dangerous or would he break your heart into a million pieces? Even if that was the main reason, honestly you didn't mind finding out for yourself if it meant you could be with Stu sexually or even romantically.

No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't concentrate on your novel after that conversation with your brother. Those questions couldn't leave your mind either, so you decided to use your free time to take care of yourself and get a proper treatment. You went to the bathroom to turn on the hot water, wanting nothing more than to relax after a long day of school. The water felt incredible on your skin, making you moan at the peaceful feeling. After a few minutes, you looked down at your legs and thought you'd better shave them as well as your pubic hair, since you wanted your skin to feel clean and smooth. Once you had finished, you put on a face mask before applying a body cream to your body. It felt so refreshing, as your worries and personal problems temporarily disappeared and were replaced by the feeling of pretending to be treated like a princess. You had so much fun on taking care of yourself and helping you raise your self-esteem that you almost didn't hear the doorbell ring. Why is Billy back already? And why did he ring the doorbell if you saw him take his house keys before he left? You quickly put on your cutest pajamas, since you were taking your princess treatment seriously, and ran to the door. You knew it was dangerous to open the door without checking who it was first, however you were expecting Billy, so you didn't pay much attention to it.

"Stu? What are you doing here?" you frowned as your eyes widened in disbelief, immediately feeling your cheeks turn red, because Stu was seeing you in your pajamas for the first time. Perhaps you should have checked who it was before opening the door so confidently, you noted mentally.

"Oh hey, Y/N! I didn't expect you to open the door. Not that I mind, you look really cute. Where's your brother?" you felt his big blue eyes on you, clearly checking you out as he looked you up and down. He also complimented you as if it was the most natural thing for him to do, probably having no idea of how hysterical it made you feel inside. After that, he walked past you as if he felt he had the right to enter your house without waiting for your permission.

"Uh... Billy didn't tell you? He left with Sid like half an hour ago. You should come back later or call him instead if you want to talk to him." you tried to say the right words so that Stu would get the message that he had to leave, since you didn't want to upset your brother and go against his word. However, deep down, if you listened to your needs, you wanted nothing more than to stay with Stu and enjoy his company, allowing yourself to get to know him better without being pressured into making small talk with him.

"Nahh it's cool, I can wait here. Wanna watch a movie? There's this crazy horror movie that came out recently and I really wanna watch it! Since Billy is not here, we could watch it together, what do you say?" his enthusiasm and energy were something you'd never seen before, and you found it very ironic and funny that he was the complete opposite of Billy, yet they managed to have such a deep and strong friendship. You were left speechless, knowing that your plan to convince Stu to leave your house before your brother got back went down the drain.

"Yeah, sure. Sounds like a plan." you answered, trying not to sound too excited about the idea of watching a movie with him and finally being able to be close to him and having some time alone with him as well.

"That's my girl! Where's the popcorn?" he asked casually, as he headed towards the pantry since he already knew yours and Billy's house like the back of his hand. What was he trying to do?? Drive you crazy with his constant compliments and flirting? Without needing your help, he picked a big bowl of popcorn that you had bought for yourself a few days ago and sat down on the sofa, using the tv remote to put on the movie he had chosen all by himself without giving you a chance to suggest any other ideas.

You stood paralyzed in the middle of the living room, still not processing that Stu was right in front of you waiting for you to join him... in your own house... alone.

"Are you gonna sit here with me or do I have to lift you up and make you sit on my lap instead?" his eyes were on you again, while an evident smirk was plastered on his handsome face. Oh God, he's definitely trying to drive you insane. It was then that you managed to move from where you were standing, walking slowly towards him. As soon as you sat down by his side, trying to keep some distance between the two of you so you could control yourself, you decided to speak.

"Look, Stu. I'd really enjoy to watch a movie with you, but you know damn well that if Billy finds us, he will-" as soon as you mentioned your brother's name, Stu immediately rolled his eyes and sighed dramatically.

"Come on Y/N, don't be like that! Billy is not here and if we want to be with each other, why should I stay away from you? It's not like I'm gonna jump on you and force you to have sex with me or something. I mean, unless you want me to." he laughed as if the whole thing was a joke to him, like he didn't understand the risks and the trouble you could both get into. He never took anything seriously and sometimes you wished you could be more like him. You blushed instantly at his shameless confession and your heart skipped a beat. Did he just admit he wanted to have sex with you as much as you did? When he saw your face, he started laughing exaggeratedly, obviously proud of himself for leaving you speechless and very shy with just a few words.

"My brother can't know you're here with me. Stu, I'm serious..." you didn't know what to say or how to react. The only thing you knew was that you weren't wearing panties and your pajama shorts were already wet.

"Oh really? Because I bet if I touched you right now, my fingers would be soaked." this time, his face was dead serious, his pupils dilated with lust and his intense eyes not leaving yours for even a second.

Your breathing was heavy by now, not wanting to give Stu the satisfaction of discovering how much you craved him. Without any warning, Stu grabbed your thigh and pulled you closer to him, surprising you with his unexpected strength. With his free hand, he easily moved the thin fabric of your pajama shorts and touched your bare cunt, proving his suspicions right. His long, slim fingers traced the drenched lips of your pussy, collecting your juices before circling your clit lightly. His teasing made you gasp and moan unintentionally so you bit your lips, forbidding yourself to let any more erotic sounds escape from your throat. He then brought his wet fingers into your vision, showing you how soaked you were for him with so little, as if you didn't already know. You felt extremely embarrassed at the sight displayed in front of you that Stu forced you to see, before a broad smile appeared on his face filled with pride. He eagerly took them into his mouth, moaning and sucking your cum off his fingers like it was the most delicious honey he had ever tasted in his life.

"Holy shit, I didn't know you tasted this good. Looks like I was right! My intuition never fails me, baby. You even shaved for me... looks like you knew this was gonna happen after all." he confessed with a big grin on his lips. You stood there with your legs slightly spread, not knowing whether to kiss him now and make your dreams come true or wait for his next move. Just as you were about to gather the courage to devour him, he was quicker and spoke first. "Now, let's watch this movie before that asshole returns home." and just like that, he pressed the play button and started the movie while eating popcorn as if nothing had happened.

You felt extremely annoyed and mad at him. How could he do this to you, only to stop his teasing and pretend that nothing had happened? How could he have so much self-control? Obviously, you couldn't focus on the movie, so you just enjoyed the sweet taste of the popcorn while trying your best, yet in vain, to extinguish the fire that was lit inside you. Twenty minutes into the movie, there wasn't as much action as you'd expect, which annoyed you and Stu as well. You almost missed how his eyes remained fixed on you, a smirk returning to his face with the intention of putting an end to what he had begun for good. You felt his right arm around you, after he had slowly approached you, as he whispered in you ear.

"I really enjoyed seeing you all frustrated because of me, but I promise you I'm not a selfish guy. I want to see my girl satisfied, even tho I like to tease you a bit. Come here, let me help you finish what I started." he said before getting up from the couch, offering his hand for you to take. You couldn't contain your excitement, so you rolled your eyes at him playfully and smiled excitedly, leading him to your room.

When you got there, he wasted no time and pushed you against the wall while kissing you feverishly, as if he needed to kiss you in order to survive. Your tongues and lips moved against each other as you fought for dominance, saliva spreading all over your chin and lips as he moved to your neck to give you visible love bites. You knew you'd have to cover that up later, but right now you didn't give a damn as you craved his possessive marks on you. You felt his hard cock against your core, rubbing against you to relieve some tension from both of you, and you could tell by its size that he was big. He quickly undressed you completely while he stripped only his shirt, enjoying your desperate look to see him fully naked too.

"Don't worry baby, you'll get to see my cock soon. Wait until it's inside you." he teased once again, before pushing you onto your bed, climbing up and grabbing your thighs close to his. He stared at your body as if it was the first time he'd seen a woman's naked body, as his lips salivated from hunger and desire. "Fuck, I knew you'd be beautiful naked, but nothing prepared me for seeing this gorgeousness all spread and wet for me." before you could react, you felt Stu kissing, sucking and biting your thighs to tease you a little longer, yet he quickly gave up on that idea and pressed his warm tongue against your throbbing clit.

To say that you moaned loudly was an understatement, as you screamed at the contact of his tongue on you while you clung to the soft sheets onto your dear life. He began eating you out like a mad man, alternating between sucking your clit and fucking your needy hole with his long tongue. You could tell he was skilled at oral sex, since it was the best you'd ever received and he made you cum in less than five minutes. Maybe you were ridiculously horny and turned on by him? Undoubtedly, yet his oral sex skills made everything better and much more intense. After that, he didn't stop his assaults on your overstimulated pussy, even if you begged him to. He made you cum a second time, but this time with his long fingers curled deep inside you. You felt like you were in heaven, as he gave you the most intense orgasm you had ever had in your entire life. You moaned like a porn star, unable to contain yourself, before you heard your front door slam shut.

You immediately leaned up on your elbows as you looked at Stu, who had an "oh fuck, we're screwed" expression on his face, accompanied by a contained laugh.

Indeed, you were both definitely screwed.

[pricescancerstickk]

Yandere Scream Drabble. Stu (1)

You were so sure ever since you moved to woodsboro no one showed- or hinted signs of having a crush on you. You weren’t all that interested into dating aswell. Still pure.

And you were lucky enough to make friends along the way despite all the various attacks you heard about all over the news, following the death of Casey, Sydney must’ve taken it the hardest. And it showed how it made her so paranoid. Her mother passed away, she knew what it felt like to lose someone. But you were just as paranoid.

First week in woodsboro at the start of high school you met Tatum, and you did see her rather goofy boyfriend, he was very unserious. Stu, and after a while you got well acquainted with the female until you eventually got into the friendgroup, you would think that Tatum were the one who helped to convince them to include you but it was actually Stu.

But the way he had been acting was getting weirder by time passed, he’d only have his eyes on you the entire time. The way he constantly, but subtly was getting all friendly with you and hugging you all the time made you flustered. Squeaking whenever he pulled you into those bear hugs. Chubby cheeks filling with a pink hue all over, he’d smirk at that. It only amused him how you were jumpy. But he knew his plan was working.

“M’not sure, parties aren’t really my thing?..” You chirped, on the other side of the phone with Tatum, your eyes darting, resting on watching outside the window. Parties aren’t really my thing. You always said that. But the truth was you were just reserved and didn’t feel comfortable lingering and drinking all night. She shifted on the other side of the phone.

“Come on Y/n. Please?” Her voice cracked a little, she laughed slightly. “It’ll be fun I promise. We got Randy to bring some movies to watch too,” Your ears perked. You were closest to Randy probably. But not as much as Tatum. He was horror-movie obsessed. You liked them just as much it was only natural to get along with Randy, but the constant teasing of them telling you that you could date Randy just kind of embarassed you.

You weren’t dating and that was that, “But-“ “Also bring your pajamas. I just know you’re gonna pass out mid way through the film on Stu. You always fall asleep.” She teased. And you felt embarassed, you bit your fingers a little, cheeks reddening. “Shut up Tatum..” you pulled your knees to your chest.

Y/n packed a pair of some pastel pajamas. But extra sweater and some pants if she threw up. The poor girl had stomach problems, Slipping the sweater off over her head as she changed into the pink tank top which Stu always told her she looked cute in, she hesitated to wear it infront of him, feeling a bit guilty. Out of pure loyalty for Tatum, she didn’t want to seem like some side chick and seem like she was trying to flirt or seduce Stu, that was wrong. Instead just setting another pink t shirt she wore along with her blue shorts. It was cut short as she got a phone call. But she did know. She’d only realize the next morning that she fell asleep during the movie.

Her finger twirled the cable as she picked up. “Tatum im coming stop calling me—“ “The blonde you hang out with all the time?” A distorted voice mused. You heard a little bit of static. She smiled a little. Giggling “It’s not funny anymore Stu I..I know it’s you” she hesitated.

Y/n was confused. “Is that you s-Stu ? This prank isn’t funny.” She plopped carefreely onto the couch. Kicking her legs softly. “Oh well I don’t know? Cute pajamas you have there. Headed to a party or whatever. Huh? You know..” He paused.

The poor girl’s eyes welled with tears. She couldn’t even choke out a sob. She was scared, she looked frantically out the window and tried to shake herself out her thoughts. Her bare feet tapped the floor. She stood up. “Why are you doing this?” Her whimpers filled the other side of the phone, she shook and turned her head and immediately hung up the phone, she put on her shoes and tried to call anyone. Stu. Billy. Tatum, but no one answered the frantic girl. She immediately knew who this was. She was getting viciously attacked as the week went on. It didn’t help that.

She couldn’t contact anyone

Tatum was already drunk. Sydney was god knows where. Dewey was busy, Randy wouldn’t pick up, she was hopeless. But even if she tried to contact Stu or Billy. She didn’t have their number. Flocking on her pink shoes she immediately stepped out the front porch. Dumb decision

Ghost face was already out there waiting in the dark. The mask’s ‘eyes’ bore into Y/n. She shrieked when he ran. Shutting her eyes tensely and screaming as she shut the door and the figure ran into it, with a low grunt they fell annoyed almost. But their movements were mocking.

Immediately trying to run up the steps pulled back and thrown against the wall. Y/n landed against the hard wall with a squawk. Sinking against the wall descending onto the floor. The figure held the handle of the knife. With a desperate look she tried to hold onto anything for dear life but landed down onto the floor after a harsh throw. Hitting her head on the steps she went limp for a moment. And a grin filled behind the cold mask of the killer

Blood oozed a little from the side of her forehead. Ghost face took her by the ankles. Turning her onto her back. Straddling her snug before he took her face and turned it to the side. Wiping off the blood. Tears were still sliding down her cheeks like a waterfall. He couldn’t. Her chubby cheeks were just so adorable. But it wouldn’t be long before she woke up, his hands which were covered by gloves gripped her cheeks and moved down. Lifting the mask to press a kiss to her chin. If anyone were this gentle with Y/n she would melt at the gentleness. But she sworn. No one at the high school showed signs of a crush.

But this was coming from a killer.

[blckbrrybasket]

13. “Melting With You”

Stu Macher x Mickey Aliteri x Gn!Reader

꒰Double Penetration꒱ - 994

• brief mention of murder, poly relationship, unprotected sex, Mickey and Stu banter

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Having two murderous boyfriends should be a recipe for disaster, but you somehow made it work. Most of the petty arguments between them wasn’t about the murders, but about who could have you for the night. Neither of them disliked you sucking them off, in fact it was one of their favorite things ever, but being able to actually fuck you was leagues above fucking your mouth.

So when you offered for them to fuck the same hole at once they were over. the. moon. After working you up for a while, the two of them knelt behind you. “I’ll go first,” Stu glanced at Mickey with a smug smile. Mickey rolled his eyes, helping you up so Stu could lay on the bed.

Mickey ran his hand over your head, kissing the side of your face as you laughed faintly at Mickey’s self-restraint versus Stu’s eagerness. You turned your head to let him steal a kiss, sweet and soft. Mickey bit your bottom lip faintly, smiling around it when you snickered. A light smack on your thigh came from Stu, wanting you to get on with it.

“Quit hogging ‘em, man,” he held his hands out, sliding them into yours to tug you down. He chuckled when your chest landed on his with a little ‘oof’. Mickey rolled his eyes at Stu, situating your legs so you had enough space. Stu pressed a kiss to your temple, swatting your ass.

His hand dug into the skin, pulling it to the side to spread you apart. Mickey tutted, leaning down to grab Stu’s dick. “Ready, babe?” Stu grinned, looking down the expanse of your body. You nodded and looked over your shoulder, unable to see most of what was happening.

Mickey guided Stu to where they had consciously stretched you, sliding his dick in you. Stu hissed, bucking his hips up to slide the rest of the way into where you had been fucked open. You whined, laying your head on Stu’s chest. His arms came around your waist, planting his feet on the bed to thrust in shallowly.

“Stu,” Mickey huffed, pinching his hip to stop him. Stu scoffed jokingly, resting his chin on top of your head. His hips stayed lightly, struggling only slightly with the effort of keeping you up for Mickey. “Hurry up, Mick. I’m dyin’ here, man.” “I’d be able to if you weren’t moving so damn much.”

Stu simply laughed, holding onto you as Mickey tried to bicker with him. Mickey held his cock, his tip popping in making him exhale heavily. “Breathe,” he reminded you, lightly pressing on your back. You exhaled, opening up for him to press all the way in. Mickey pressed forward, using the extra space for you to stretch around him and Stu.

Stu’s amusement fell away as he panted at the feeling, your pliant body greedily sucking Mickey in while keeping Stu inside. It felt like hours before he finally bottoms out drawing your hips flush with his. Mickey’s dick sat heavily next to his, rubbing together within your warm walls. “Holy shit,” Mickey exhaled, closing his eyes. He kept his hand on your back, beginning to pull out when you were relaxed enough. 

The movement drew a whine from your throat, your hands grabbing at Stu. He grabbed at them, wrapping one of his hands around your wrists. “I know, I know,” Stu acknowledged, lifting his hips up. He pushed in as Mickey pulled out and vice versa. You felt boneless between them, unable to touch yourself as Stu held onto your hands.

Burying your face in Stu’s shoulder, you were unable to see the look they exchanged, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back into you in sync. You moaned loudly, body lurching forward against Stu. “Oh shit,” you whined. Stu snickered while Mickey bit his lip in concentration.

They focused on keeping their movements simultaneous, struggling not to lose their tempo to your enticing body. If Mickey could, he’d bury his cock into you and never part. However, that wasn’t the plan for tonight. 

Stu’s mouth hung open as he laughed in awe, thrusting up with purpose. Mickey kept himself kneeled between your legs, nearly laying over your back. The two boys kissed over your neck, sweat and saliva covering your skin.

“Stu..Mickey!” You moaned, pulling your head up to give them more space to suck on your neck. They grinned predatorily against your neck, hips speeding up to make you reach that point. The feeling of them fucking into you, against each other was intoxicating. Their thrusts became uncoordinated as they neared their orgasms.

“Are you close?” Mickey panted in your ear, smirking when you nodded. “Then I guess we’ll have to double down,” Stu finished the remark, reading Mickey’s mind perfectly.

Mickey gripped your hips, Stu’s hand on your wrists pulling them up to hold your upper body up as they pounded into you. He studied your face screwed up in pleasure, throbbing within you. “Come on, babe, come on.” Your head hung forward as you cried out, clenching around them. Stu was the first to cum, shooting thick ropes into you.

Feeling him fill you up you came, shaking in their grip as Mickey drove his cock back in. He stilled, dick kicking as he shot his own cum within your walls. You could feel every twitch of their dicks inside you, spurts of cum painting your walls. Mickey ground forward, drawing out your pleasure as he held himself up by his grip on your hips.

Every thrust sends their cum spilling from your loose hole, smearing over the bases of their cocks. All three of your moans and whines filled the room, sweaty bodies laying on top of each other. “We’ve gotta do that more often,” Stu breathed, head tilting back onto the bed as you three came to a stop. You whimpered in response, Mickey kissing your bare shoulder in agreement.

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