#jeff x nina smut

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Ship: Nina Hopkins/Jeff The Killer

Type: Explicit Smut, F/M, AU, Sequel (Can Be Read Stand-Alone). (MDNI)

Contains: Married Couple, Breeding, Pregnancy, Size Kink, Multiple Positions, Rough Sex, Orgasm Denial, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Praise, Name Calling, Dirty Talk, Oral (F&M Receiving), Crying, Begging, Dom/Sub, Very Mild Dubcon, Porn with Some Plot.

Words: 2.2k

Requested?: Yes!

Summary: 4 year time skip, sequel to Nothing But Trouble. Jeff and Nina have a 3 year old daughter, Chrissy, but Jeff wants to try for a boy now. So tonight, they will. Part 1 Part 3

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Nina yawned and rubbed her eyes as she closed the nursery door behind her. After a long evening and night of fussing and tantrums, she'd finally gotten Chrissy to bed. All she could think about now was finally getting into bed with her husband and resting her tired body. As she looked at the clock on the wall though, she was disappointed when she saw it was already past 11pm. And considering Jeff had to be up right at dawn, that'd meant he'd probably gone to bed hours ago.

"Oh well..." She thought to herself as she opened the door, "Well spend more time together tomorrow i guess."

She was surprised though when she walked in and saw him still awake, sitting in bed with nothing but his boxers on. She yawned again and took off her sweatshirt as she closed the door behind her. "What are you still doing awake, hun?" She looked at him, confused as he got up and walked towards her. 

"Was waiting for you." His tone was soft, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pulling her in close, "Did you finally get the little monster to bed?"

"Mhm." She nuzzled her face into his bare chest, still a bit groggy from the stressful, tiring night. "You ready to go to sleep?"

He trailed his fingers down her back, making her shiver through her thin, oversized t-shirt. "Actually, i had something else in mind..." His voice just above a whisper.

"Oh?" She lifted her head to gaze into his eyes, butterflies swarming her lower stomach.

"Yeah..." He smiled down at her, "I've been thinking lately, now that we've had a little girl for a while, I wanna try for a baby boy." 

"Tonight?" 

"Mhm. What do you say, want to?"

"I'd love to." 

He chuckled a bit, "Let's get to it, then."

Without anymore hesitation, Jeff swiftly pushed Nina down to her knees, laughing under his breath after hearing a surprised yelp come from her. Her doe eyes were widened and looking right up at him, a hot tingling sensation flowing between her legs. It’d been a long time since he’d been so bold and rough with her, she was a bit shocked, but definitely not complaining. 

Jeff was palming himself through his boxers at the sight of her small frame on the ground. He just loved how tiny she looked at this angle, it made him feel so big and powerful, like he could do anything he wanted and she’d be unable to resist. Not that she ever would though. If there’s one thing Nina would never refuse, it’s sex.

She was gazing at him with anticipation now, watching intently as he began to slide his boxers down, letting his long cock spring free. Her lips were parted slightly as he stroked his cock just above her face, mouth watering at the sight. 

He stroked himself only a few more times, not wanting to tease himself any longer. One of his large hands reached down and wove itself between the strands of Nina’s silky black hair, pulling her upwards and pressing her face into his cock.

“Open.” His voice was gruff and stern, just hearing it made her squeeze her thighs together and whine. She obeyed right away, opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out. 

“Good girl.” He threw his head back and sighed at the feeling of her tongue on his shaft. He pulled back and slid the tip of his cock across her tongue a few times before shoving it straight down her throat. She immediately gagged at the feeling, hands instinctively shooting up and grabbing onto his strong thighs to ground herself. Jeff gave her a few moments to adjust to his size, keeping her face pressed flush against his lower abdomen. 

But that didn't last long. Soon he started giving quick, shallow thrusts, letting out a few deep growls. Every movement and noise from him was now making the ache between Nina's thighs grow more and more, becoming painfully uncomfortable. 

Now fully used to the feeling of him, she snaked a hand up her shirt and down the front of her shorts, eager to give herself some relief. She quickly slid her panties to the side and started rubbing small circles around her clit. She let out a gargled moan at the feeling, sending a vibration down Jeff’s cock, making him shiver and sigh. 

He looked down at her and watched as she continued to toy with her cunt. The scene was making him throb even more. He picked up the pace of his thrusts as he continued to abuse her mouth, feeling his climax steadily approaching. He could tell Nina was getting close too, as her moans increased in both frequency and volume, he wasn’t going to let that happen though, the night had only just begun, and he wanted to tease her as much as possible.

“You better not cum. Got it, slut?” He muttered to her.

The degrading nickname sent butterflies straight to her core, but she still obliged. Her movements slowed down and she pressed her thighs together, trying to keep herself from getting worked up too quickly. This went on for a few more minutes, both of them edging themselves as long as possible. 

Jeff couldn’t take it anymore though, he pulled out abruptly and reached down to pick Nina up, standing her up and immediately pushing her into the bedroom door. She gasped as her face was pressed against the wood, feeling one of his hands grip her waist as the other reached under her oversized shirt, pulling her shorts down and letting them drop to her ankles. 

As soon as her shorts were down, he began to roughly knead and squeeze her ass cheek, slapping it once before ordering her around once again. 

“Stand on your toes, baby.” He demanded in a softer tone, rubbing his exposed cock on her ass, both hands holding her hips now. Nina whimpered and stood up higher, Jeff bent his knees in sync with her to perfectly align themselves. He hastily ripped her panties off and pushed his tip into her throbbing cunt. Both of them let out a breathy gasp at the intrusion, desperate for more. 

Jeff rocked his hips forward, inserting the entirety of his length in one thrust, causing Nina to let out a high pitched moan. He cupped one of his large hands over her mouth as he fucked into her, silencing any other sounds threatening to spill. 

“ Don't make another sound.” He gave one particularly harsh thrust. “You don't want to wake Chrissy up, do you?” 

She shook her head frantically, trying to bounce back into him for more friction. 

“Good girl.” He removed his hand and slapped her ass, “Now cover your mouth and take it, bitch.” He picked up his pace suddenly. Aggressively slamming his cock in and out of her tight hole, the sounds of her muffled moans and ass clapping against his pelvis filled the room. 

She clamped her own hand over her mouth, trying her hardest not to scream every time he bottomed out inside her. It was getting harder to hold back her orgasm as the minutes went on, and Jeff only made it worse when he moved his hands to tease her most sensitive areas.

Her eyes started watering as one hand played with her pussy, and the other groped her tits. Each rough flick over her clit and nipple caused her cunt to clench on his cock, tightening around him perfectly. He hissed under his breath each time she squeezed him, bringing his hands back down to her waist and ignoring her whimpers at the loss of contact. 

His thrusts started to become sloppy as his climax approached, gripping onto her in a way that would surely leave bruises the next day. His movements slowed down as he started spilling inside her, listening to her quiet sobs from overstimulation as he came to a stop. 

He didn't stop for long, though. He once again scooped her up in his arms to forcibly switch positions. This time, he tossed her onto the bed, pulling her towards the edge and wrapping her legs around him as he stood over her, getting right back to work. 

He pushed himself right back inside her, fucking his cum into the deepest parts of her cunt, watching as the excess poured out and dripped down her soft thighs. The sight of this made his cock twitch and throb achingly, but he made sure to not let himself get worked up too fast.

Nina on the other hand, was a total, beautiful, mess right now. Her legs squeezed around his hips tightly, cheeks red and hair sticking to her lightly sweaty face. 

“Jeff-” trying to keep herself from whimpering too loud, “too much!” As overstimulated as she was though, she wouldn't let him pull away. She only locked her legs around him tighter, digging her nails into his forearms as she grabbed onto him. 

“We gotta make sure it takes, though. Right, honey?” His voice was condescending, but she didn't care to argue right now, she just nodded and covered her mouth once again. “That's right, take it like the good little whore you are.” 

The knot in her core was only getting tighter by the second now. Tears were streaming down her cheeks and smearing her mascara as he relentlessly fucked her into the mattress. 

“Please.” She whimpered, drawing out the word.

“Please, what?” He smirked down at her, now pinching one of her erect nipples, rubbing it between his two fingers. He loved seeing how desperate and needy she can get.

She was squirming under his touch, eyes shut tightly, muffling her cries into her palm before speaking again. “God, please- please let me cum.” 

“Okay, since you asked so nicely.” Chuckling at her pathetic whines. She opened her eyes just enough to glare at him. If she wasn't so cock-drunk right now, she'd tell him to fuck off for his smug attitude. 

Instead, she cries out in pleasure as he slams into her one last time, pulling out completely right after. She let out an irritated groan, “Come on…” wriggling uncomfortably beneath him, mad that she was being edged for at least the third time tonight. 

But before she could complain any further, Jeff got down on his knees and put her legs over his broad shoulders. Rather than easing into it, he figured he'd done enough teasing already. He buried his face into her soaked cunt, going straight for her clit and sucking on it harshly. Nina squealed at the sensation, arching her back off of the bed and pulling him in further with her legs. She was already being quickly built up to her climax. 

Between each rough suck on her clit, he’d dip his tongue down into her folds, occasionally slipping it inside of her. She was a moaning mess by the time he slid two fingers in, immediately curving them up to abuse her g-spot. Nina was trembling under him, nearly sobbing as she finally reached her high. She screamed out loud, unable to control her volume anymore, tight cunt squeezing his fingers and coating them in her juices. 

Jeff gradually slowed his movements to a stop, letting his wife come down from her orgasm before getting into bed with her. He wasn’t done just yet.

“C’mere, baby.” He pulled her up until her head was on the pillows, her breathing still heavy and cheeks tinted red. “You got one more in ya, right honey?” 

She nodded weakly and he grinned in return. “That’s my girl, turn over and lay on your stomach.” 

Once she was face down into the bed, he climbed on top of her, kissing up her spine and separating her legs with his knee. He positioned himself so his head was right above hers, wrapping an arm around her neck and keeping her in a soft chokehold.

In one quick motion, he buried himself in her cunt again. His rhythm was fast, but not too hard. Both of them were becoming completely exhausted at this point, and he couldn't last much longer. 

His arm tightened around her neck as she moaned into the pillow, his other hand slid between her and the mattress, making it's way to her oversensitive clit once more. 

Threatening to spill his load into her at any moment, he quickly rubbed over her bud, wanting to make her finish as fast as possible. "C'mon, one more time baby. Cum on this fucking cock for me." 

That was it for her, she screamed out to him, cumming harder than she ever had before. Her cunt was clenching on him so tight he worried that he might get stuck inside. The feeling was totally overwhelming to him, his orgasm followed hers soon after, filling her to the brim with his cum for the second time tonight. 

His breath became shaky and she continued to whimper underneath him. He fucked into her a few more times before slowly removing himself, lying by Nina's side. They both stayed in silence for a while, catching their breath and grounding themselves back into reality.

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Comfortable silence has soon taken over the room. They were under the covers now, cuddling and barely able to stay awake.

"So," he spoke up, clearly half asleep at this point, "what do you think we should name him?"

"Hmm... How about-" she yawned mid sentence, "Louie..."

Jeff got out once last sentence before they finally dozed off for the night. "Yeah... Louie. I like that."

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Don’t Close Your Eyes Yet

Summary: From the first moment he laid his eyes on you at the fairgrounds, Jack knew he needed you. So going about it the only way he knew how, he began to give you dreams of him, preparing you for the night he would eventually take you himself.

Characters: Laughing Jack x Female Reader

SMUT WARNING MINORS DNI

TW: Obsession, stalking, somnophilia, non-con, clawing, biting, size difference, vaginal, creampie, cunnilingus, desperation, Jack doesn’t take no for an answer, dream manipulation, kidnapping, begging, Jack is very talkative

Words: 5.2k

A/N: Did I make LJ a yandere accidentally? Yes. Just roll with it lol

To him, he had never seen something more beautiful.

Flashing lights danced across your face, hair whipping as you skipped to the nearest ticket booth with your friends. Loud giggles echoed to his ears, making his painted lips curl into a blushing smile as he watched you become antsy with excitement.

Jack had been rummaging around these fairgrounds for a couple of days, scoping out potential victims coming in to enjoy the seasonal summer event, lurking behind food stalls and blending into the crowd. He was good at that: staying hidden until he wanted to be seen, practically going invisible until the time was right. Humans had such a hard time with noticing things, noticing him, so even standing amongst them, their eyes never glanced at his towering self. It just made it easier to slip kids away from their occupied families, dragging them away with the promise of a game or a prize to be won, only to become giddy with the panic that ensued afterwards, mothers and fathers losing their grip as they scoured for their already deceased child. The clown was here for the fifth night this week, the summer breeze ruffling his feathered costume as he scanned a large group of elementary schoolers rushing towards a ferris wheel, picking his target out of the litter and moving in.

Until he spotted you, elbows wrapped tight around another girl’s right behind the kids, eyes wide as you picked out which rides you wanted to try first. A couple more friends filed in behind you, obnoxiously loud as they tried to impress you, daring each other to try the more frightening ones. Jack grit his teeth, jagged pearls clenching as he rolls his eyes, scoffing at the irritable sound of desperation. Your group pushed passed him, not a single eye batting in his direction as he tried to press through you all, distance gaining between him and the small group of children making their way to another set of rides. He looked down, making sure to avoid bumping any of you as even the tallest of your friends barely reached his chest, his size overbearing as he brushed past you, barely catching your eyes as you stopped.

Jack hesitated, feet planted into the ground as he turned over his shoulder, stunned as your eyes locked with his. At first, he wasn’t sure if you were just looking through him, neck craned in some odd position at something behind his head. But as you smiled awkwardly, nodding your head as a silent hello, Jack froze, eyes wide. You could see him. Before it became awkward, Jack nodded back, watching as you turned back and continued with your friends, all of them completely unaware of the exchange that just took place. There was no fear in your gaze as you glanced back again, smiling sweetly before friends pushed you towards the ticket booth and out of the clown’s sight.

He stood stunned, not knowing what to do but knowing he couldn’t let you slip, couldn’t let you out of his sight. It had felt like ages since someone had noticed him, actually noticed him. He had always chosen when he wanted attention, letting his appearance become visible to onlookers who otherwise wouldn’t have felt his presence at all, giving them a jump of fear at his arrival. But you saw him anyway, despite his invisibility, despite his ability to blend. For some reason, you weren’t afraid of his chilling appearance, brushing him off as another circus carnie and being more polite to him than anyone ever cared. Over the last several years, it had been nothing but screams and pleas, all music to his ears, of course, but some desperate tug on his nonexistent heart jumped at the civility you showed him. He needed more.

Pressing into the shadows of a taller fair ride, Jack watched you closely, the corners of his mouth jumping to a smile every time yours did. The group of kids he was after was long forgotten, intentions focused on following you towards the merry-go-round that sat in the center of the fairgrounds. He quickly followed, slipping through the unattended gates easily and hopping on the ride with you, seated on a plastic horse several rows back. As the ride started up, happy music played loudly as you giggled and slowly teetered up and down, joking with your friends. Your hair danced beautifully in the wind, bright lights and colorful tones dancing in your eyes and across your cheeks, a way that only really Jack could appreciate. 

There was no clear reason as to why you were able to see him when others couldn’t, pushing past his invisibility and meeting his gaze, but he didn’t care. For the rest of the ride and the rest of your time on the grounds, Jack made sure not to catch your attention again, watching you carefully how you interacted, your sweetheart personality pulling him ever-near. He couldn’t stand it, couldn’t focus anywhere else as he watched your group grow tired and begin to head towards the exit, a boy’s arm falling lazily over your shoulders and tugging you into his truck. 

Jack didn’t care as he left groups of potential victims behind, silently following you into the parking lot and hiding in the dark spots that even you couldn’t see him. He didn’t care as he followed you home, abandoning all instincts and mind becoming fogged as he watched you crawl into bed from your window, heart skipping as you curled in. You would be his. You had to be. You didn’t have a choice.

-

You had been unnerved for weeks.

It wasn’t anything serious. No traumatic experience or humiliating incident that kept you up into the late hours of the night, like most girls your age would’ve been. Maybe having to worry about what clothes you were going to wear the next day or who liked you at work would’ve been a much better thing to stay up and think about. No, it was something much more unenjoyable.

These dreams, wild and constant, happen every night at the same time. They would all start the same, you climbing into bed comfortably and snuggling in after a long day, desperate for a relaxing slumber. But then you would doze, senses leaving you in the darkness of your room, almost on the verge of slipping… and then you would hear it. The quiet, subtle echo of carnival music, almost like a music box was winding near your bed. You knew you were asleep, consciousness floating in that weird in-between, but you were somehow still fully aware, still active in your brain even though your body wasn’t. The first time it had happened, you were afraid, and confused if you were experiencing some weird lucid dream or having a seizure, but then it happened again the next night and the next.

After the music wound for what felt like forever, the same merry tune looping in your head, you would eventually see it, the tall figure. He would stay back in the haziness of your mind, in the shadows your brain couldn’t see, but you already knew who it was. 

The clown from the fair, smiling sweetly at you, stark-white face contrasted against the darkness of your dream. He was tall, like had to bend halfway down to reach your eye level tall, his limbs lengthy in comparison. He wore the same costume he did the first night you saw him, black and white striped and decorated with a feathered collar, like a sad recreation of a children’s entertainment piece. You didn’t know why you were seeing him, or why your brain was so focused on him, but it wasn’t like you could do anything to stop it.

The first couple of times, he just stayed at a distance, watching silently as you questioned him, trying to press towards him until you were abruptly awoken and left confused. Eventually, he started getting closer, refusing to speak but at least coming into clear focus, letting you see his painted face and chilling demeanor up close. But the more you talked, the more you questioned why he was here and why you were seeing him, the more eager he got.

The dreams started getting longer, more intense on your physical as you slept, constantly waking covered in sweat. The clown's hands began to roam, your body immovable against his curious claws as he rubbed and poked you all over, smiling at the reactions that came. They were sweet at first, tucking your hair behind your ear or caressing your small hands, but they soon became feisty. The touches grew to rubs, pressing his arms around your smaller body and pushing against your skin, gripping at your clothes and tugging them away, claws so realistically scratching against your warmth. With each dream, the intensity grew, your body waking up in a horny panic to settle itself out, panting against your pillow and trying to recollect yourself. It was boggling, so confused and pent up that you couldn’t do anything but fall right back to sleep, starting the cycle all over again.

Jack watched through every night. He perched in the corner of your room, lips curling to a smile with every flinch and tug of your body as he manipulated your dreams, making you see and feel what he wanted you to. He never let you see him, disappearing into the night whenever you would wake, but always arriving the next night to watch you again. It was his favorite, the little noises that squirmed from your lips when he would press his claws between your legs in your dream, making your thighs press together on your bed. He loved it, he loved you. But, he was becoming impatient, not satisfied with just having you in your mind anymore. He had coaxed you enough, driving you to expect him now, mind already conditioned to his looks and his touch; you would be familiar now. Your body would accept him now, even if your mind didn’t.

-

Pressed in the same corner as always, he was twisting your latest dream, giving you the wonderful experience of him licking against your neck, rubbing you through your panties as you wined and thrashed on your bed. Jack snickered, long arms crossed and claws digging into his clothes as he watched, licking his spikey teeth as you arched your back. 

He had decided tonight would be it, the first time you would see him outside of your slumber. Regardless if you were ready or not, he was, and he didn’t know if he could wait much longer to get his claws around you. The clown spent the better part of the day watching you, thinking about you, obsessing over your sickly sweet self. You were perfect, a complete contrast to him, but fitting his needs perfectly. 

When you suddenly rolled to your side, curling into yourself as you panted, cheeks flushed and dark as you whined, Jack’s attention came back. The darkness of your room was lit nicely by a small nightlight, the little sun and moon design shooting pastel colors across your warm skin and making you look so lovely, enough to make the clown press off the wall. 

Your bed was small, definitely going to be barely enough for the two of you as he kneeled onto your mattress, dipping the weight and making you shift, whining from your dream. “Hi, pretty.” Jack cooed softly, brushing your hair out of your flushed face and leaning down towards you, breathing in your lovely smell. He loved everything about you, every small detail that no human would ever notice, only his unnatural abilities could pick up on. You needed him, he could smell it, feel it. Pressing his body down onto the mattress, he curled around you, spooning you against him as he wrapped his arms around your small waist, tugging you closer. You immediately relaxed against him, back arching to accommodate his large stature and legs tangling with his long ones, breathing deep as he snuggled behind. The clown’s claws danced on your skin, tugging at your clothes and brushing against your hair, smiling as he placed small kisses against your tired face. You melted into him, mind completely unaware as he still mixed in your dreams, contorting your senses to automatically crave him. 

“So small… smells good…” He mumbled against the shell of your ear, a subconscious gasp slipping as goosebumps rose. Jack kissed against your neck, minding his long nose and nibbling against your skin, slowly fading your dream out and substituting it for real life. You whined, hands gripping onto his wandering arms and tugging at them, snoring lightly. Small mumbles fell from your mouth, little confused jabbers and sleepy questions that he couldn’t quite hear, but pressed his lips to the shell of your ear anyway. “Jack.” He whispered, kissing against your neck as your browns knitted, sleep heavy on your brain. “Jack…” You mumbled back halfway through a sigh, pressing your neck against his mouth, mindlessly feeding into the clown’s growing arousal. “Jack…” You whispered again, beginning to numbly repeat the name and let it settle in your mind, Jack’s excitement bouncing at the delicious way you said it. As you continued, he began to push your shirt up, palming at your tits and tugging the fabric over your head, letting the goosebumps rise as he ran his claws down. “Pretty girl.” He smiled, nibbling against your bare shoulder.

The clown’s cock was throbbing now, nestled comfortably against your ass as he began to slowly rut against you, long tongue lapping at your warm skin. He drew a claw up, wrapping it around your tiny throat and squeezing slightly, grinning at the sigh that he pushed out as he pressed his hips against your flesh. His cock slotted perfectly between your clothed asscheeks, hips jerking and stuttering as he chased his arousal, holding your hips still as he moved. Draped slightly over you, he pinned you in place, the sheer weight of the clown securing your hips as he moaned into your ear, panting his approval as he humped against you. Your body subconsciously pressed back against him, back arching to get a better angle of his clothed cock against you, letting his claw mindlessly rouse you from your deep sleep and slowly into consciousness. He felt you stir, wrapping a claw around your jaw and turning your head, watching as your eyes slowly fluttered open. He pressed his lips to yours, tugging your cheek and shoving your lips against his, forcing a desperate makeout that your tired brain couldn’t comprehend yet. Jack panted and groaned into your open mouth, lips occasionally catching but he was too focused on rutting his hips, grinding his clothed cock against your ass as you shifted, straining against his rough grasp.

“Jack…” You sighed again, the name repeating like a quiet mantra as your tired brain tried to figure out what was happening, hips instinctively leaning into it because you felt so good despite being so dazed out. “Jack..?” You began to question, hands pressing against his claw snagged onto your hip, cheeks squished together as the clown kissed against the corner of your lips, panting against the skin. Jack dug his heels into your sheets, long limbs contorting to fit around you as you began to squirm, trying to press out of his grasp now, trying to understand what was happening. “Lay still, pretty girl…” He hissed, tip catching on the band of your panties, tugging them up as he rutted, nails digging into your soft skin. You whined, pushing on the sheets and trying to turn around, trying to see who was behind you, but the clown held you still, beginning to guide your hips with his.

It helped that you were already aroused from your dream, body already hot and bothered and easily coaxed into his movement, taking little persuasion for you to open your legs and let his cockhead nudge against your clothed entrance. You mewled, hissing against his teeth nibbling into your skin, little welts appearing across your shoulder. “Feel how hard you make me… Can’t wait to be inside… Can’t wait…” Jack was huffing, burying himself into the crook of your neck as he pushed his hard cock against you, practically forcing your panties into your entrance as he nudged at your hole, trying to make himself inside despite his slacks covering him. He throbbed, claws desperate and tongue curling against your neck, lapping at your sweat and scent of excitement. You didn’t have to look anymore, didn’t have to guess as the ruffles of his collar pressed against the back of your head, long limbs swallowing you, dreams had revealed enough for you to know, enough for you to grind down against him. How he was here, how he had gotten into your bed, how he even knew where you lived, you were too tired to guess, too tired to do anything but let his claws guide you under him, his body sliding down yours. This dream was more intense than the others, it felt real, you tried to convince yourself you were still asleep, still dozing alone in your bed during this wet dream.

But as claws slipped into your panties and desperately tugged off of your soaked cunt, pulling them off of your ankles, you began to question. Jack’s large claw snagged around both of your ankles, holding them in the air as he kneeled, sliding his suspender straps off of his shoulders. You watched through sleepy eyes, eyelashes fluttering as he let the straps fall at his hips, unbuttoning his slacks and tugging them down, letting his angry cock slip out, balls tugged out and laid heavy between his legs. You gasped, whining as he kneeled closer, prying your legs apart and grinning at your sopping pussy. “Gonna eat you out, pretty girl. Gonna make that pussy cum, m’kay?” He chuckled, bright eyes roaming your tiny body compared to his, laying down on his chest as he wrapped his long arms around your thighs, dragging you closer.

You squirmed and whined, letting your hands run down your body and to his wild dark hair, snagging in the mess and tugging his face closer, letting your thighs press open. You had no fear, blissfully unaware of how real this situation was as Jack licked your folds open, long tongue twirling and flicking against your lips. He groaned, kissing against your soaked arousal before pressing his tongue in, nudging the muscle into your entrance and letting your back tug off the bed, curling your hips down onto his tongue as you moaned. Jack was so into it, so focused on pushing his tongue as deep as he could that he could hear you begin to panic, tugging his hair back as you realized that tongue was far longer than you anticipated. It jolted you out of your tired haze, the sensation of your walls stretching around the clown’s large tongue made you keenly aware of just how little this felt like a dream anymore, how real this all seemed. Jack just continued, curling and twisting his tongue along your plush walls, wanting only to soak in your lovely taste and get you ready for him, what he knew you needed. 

You began to jabber your sobs, mumbling against your moans and whining for Jack to stop, hips twitching against the overwhelming feeling. You could hardly breathe, every press of his tongue against your g-spot making you suck in a ragged breath and cry out, gasping for relief. Jack began to thrust his cock into the bed below, rutting against the soft sheets as he became so turned on by your noises, bright eyes clenched shut as he worked. He whined into your cunt, sloppy and messy movements pushing slobber and arousal against his chin, smearing it along your thighs and cheeks, Jack losing himself in your taste. “So tasty…” He babbled against your folds, sucking your lips as he gushed into your cunt, cock whining to be buried inside and stretching you open. You were clawing at the sheets, pushing against his head as you pleaded for him to stop, overstimulation rushing over you as you stuttered, clit pulsing as your thighs shook, begging to close. Jack wouldn’t listen, he could barely even hear you over the roar in his ears, his primal urge to stuff you ruling out any remorse he felt for your aching pussy. 

Despite your pleas, you were cumming quickly against his tongue. Walls clenching and hips spasming around the girth of his tongue, clenching down tight as your arousal soaked in. Jack whined, moaning loud into your folds as he sucked and lapped at your juices, claws dug tight into your thighs as he moved his head with your flinching hips, refusing to let up until he tasted every drop. You cried, sobbing into your hands as he held you still, breath heavy and chest panting as you rode your high, overstimulation pinching at your senses. Jack had rutted a wet spot into your sheets, cock leaking profusely as he lifted off, sliding his soaked tongue out of your dripping cunt and grinning, panting against your thighs. 

You could barely look through hooded eyes at the mess he had made, white face paint smeared across your thighs and folds, sweat and arousal smearing the paint against your skin. It was enough to make Jack cum, his cock twitching hard in the air as he sat back, admiring his paint all over you. You whined, pushing against his claws wrapped around your thighs as he tugged them open again, positioning his hips against yours.

He nestled his cock against your cunt, gripping the length and slapping it down against your clit and making you jump, sensitivity pulsing through you. “No… please…” You whined, trying to clench your thighs together but he held your ankles easily, holding them arm's length apart. “Why are you this turned on if you don’t want it, pretty girl?” He mused, dropping one of your ankles to line his tip with your entrance, the girth much bigger than any cock you had taken before and making your skin chill as he began to push. You frantically clawed at the sheets, trying to push away from the clown. “It won’t fit.” You whined, pushing your hands to cover your aching cunt as Jack laughed, abandoning your legs to wrap a claw around your wrists, pining them above your head as he repositioned, nudging himself in. “You’ll learn to take it…” He chuckled, using his free hand to hold your soft hips down as he pushed in, the tip popping in against the wetness and warmth of your cunt. It probably wouldn’t fit as comfortably as you wanted it to, but when your tightness began to squeeze around Jack’s already-about-to-cum cock, he didn’t mind hearing your desperation if it meant he got to feel you. 

“You were made for me, lovely.” Jack hissed against your ear as he lay on top of you, slowly guiding your hips down as he pushed in, stretching your cunt impossibly wide as you cried, sobbing into the lips that began to press against yours. This wasn’t a dream, not anymore, you realized. A claw held down your wrists above your head, the other sliding under your knee to push your leg back, opening your entrance wider to give the clown a better angle. He moaned loudly, laughing through whines as he began to shallowly thrust, the first couple inches pushing in and out of your cunt as you sobbed, straining against him. “That’s it. Let me in, let me fuck you like you need to be…” He smiled, lazy laughs and heavy groans filling your open mouth as he sucked on your lips, nibbling his teeth into your jaw. With every thrust he aimed to go deeper, to push his cock in further than the last one.

It was devastating for your cunt, the poor sensitive thing struggling to balance out the pleasure and pain that was wrecking you as you arched, trying to open up more. “Can you feel me inside? Do you even know how good you feel?” Jack laughed, moving to bite down against your neck, hissing as he licked against the wound, kissing down your shoulder. He was getting deeper down, cunt relaxing the longer he thrust, walls fluttering around the desperate length that begged to bottom out, getting ever closer. It was so deep you felt like you couldn’t breathe right, gut flinching and contorting with every press against your sensitive gut. 

Loud skin slapping echoed as Jack’s cock began to press against the deepest part of your cunt, nudging against your womb and fucking you open quickly. His balls slapped your ass, the heavy mounds smacking down as he leaned back, letting go of your wrists to cup his hands under your knees, pushing them back as you began to paw at his chest. “Mngonna fuck you so full… Milking me like you need it.” He panted between thrusts, tugging his hips out as far as he could before pushing back into your gushing cunt, loud squelches and soaked folds coating his length. He was close, bright eyes rolling softly as you gripped his ruffled collar, tugging against it as he snapped his hips, moaning against your skin. “You were made for me, pretty girl. Need to cum… Mngonna cum and show how good it feels in you…” He smiled, blubbering against his swollen lips as he pressed his lips with yours, whining into your mouth as he spilt.

His cum was hot and thick, pumping into your ruined cunt desperately like he truly needed you full, big with his seed. He groaned loud, eyes clenched shut as he thrust through his orgasm, milking his cock of all it was worth inside of you, twitching deep into your warmth. “That’s it… So good… Knew it would be…” He hissed, clawing into the underside of your thighs as he raised off of you, licking a stripe across your cheek and nibbling the flesh before leaning back.

You waited for him to pull out, to let his thick cum spill against your sheets, but he didn’t. He only turned you onto your side, leaving his still-hard cock nestled in your cunt as he tugged your right leg onto his shoulder, relaxing back against you. You watched through heavy, panicked eyes, clawing at your pillow as he began to thrust again, sensitive cunt screaming at you as his nudged his cum back in. You immediately began to kick your legs, pushing him away as he just pressed deeper, claw wrapping around your thigh as he wrapped around the other, tugging your body to his with every thrust. Tears spilt, the air from your lungs gasping out as Jack cried out, clenching his sharp teeth as he watched you come undone again, relishing in the way you stared back at him, eyes pleading. “Don’t close your eyes yet, pretty girl… Just one more, I need it, just one… You can take it, I know you can, yeah?” Through every thrust, he chanted some desperate coax, your answering whines and sobs combatted against your cunt that fluttered against his words, fucking his cum deeper into you. Even though your mind refused, Jack had conditioned you, preparing you for him. Even if you didn’t know it, your body wanted him, beckoned for him, needed him. He couldn’t let you down.

Pushing his chest down, he bent your leg on his shoulder, pushing it down and opening your cunt wider, shoving his hips so deep even he gasped against the tightness. “Jack-” You cried, palming against his claws and scratching at his shirt, trying to ground yourself as your body racked under his tugs, bones going limp under him. You were so tired, so delusionally overstimulated you couldn’t physically resist, only your unheard begs falsely wishing for relief, but you knew better, knew that every time your cunt strained around the girth it was a heavenly feeling. “What, pretty? C’mon, talk.” Jack whined, kissing against your calf and nibbling at the skin, turning you onto your back to tug your other leg up onto his opposite shoulder, pushing them both back. With every thrust of his hips, his cum leaked out of your entrance, pooling between your cheeks and mixing with your arousal.

You cried at the deepness, every slap of his hips pushing his cock against your g-spot, nails clawing against his shoulders as his claws rested on your tits, massaging the mounds as he thrust. “So big… Deep…” You gasped out, arching into the feeling as your stomach coiled, your orgasm teetering at the edge. Jack grinned, jagged teeth shining against your nightlight as he continued, spreading his knees to get a better push, skin slapping loud enough to echo against the small room. “Can you cum again, lovely? Cum for me?” You nodded, running your hands into his messy hair and holding stable, tugging as he grinned, speeding his thrusts to a nauseating pace.

You were cumming around his cock hard, hips jerking and slamming against his as you writhed, eyes rolling back as your cunt swallowed him deeper. “Just like that…” Jack mewled, letting his own thrusts become lazy as he grit, whining against the tightness of your cumming walls. The clown was quick to follow, spilling yet again deep inside, fucking his orgasm into you as he refused to stop, pushing your senses into overload as you sobbed, tears running down your cheeks. Jack let your ankles slip off of his shoulders, pressing his chest down against yours as he licked into your mouth, pressing his lips down as you milked his cock dry, tugging the last of his orgasm through with your own. 

You both panted heavily, desperate touches continuing against each other’s skin as you both made out, lying the afterglow of your mutual ecstasy. “So pretty… my pretty girl… mine.” Jack slipped between kisses, letting his cum leak as he slowly pulled out, popping the tip of his cock out of your tight rim. You whined, letting his claws feel your soft skin as he tugged you against him, letting your eyes flutter closed as you felt his cum spill onto the sheets below.

Sleep overtook you, the early hours of the morning tugging at your sore bones as you relished in the feeling of no more perverted dreams keeping you stirred. But when your bed lay empty the next morning, sheets askew and cum stained into the fabric, your friends would have no clue where you went. They would have no clue whose arms you were draped in, carried closely through the woods and out of sight and reach of anyone who wanted you. You were special, different from the mindless humans he preyed upon, you were his. He had claimed you fair and square.

No one wanted you as Jack did. And no one would ever get the chance to again.

This was an anonymous request!

Comments and reblogs are appreciated! 𐚁₊⊹

[r0s3m4ry-mp3]

HELP ME AND @vampghoul MADE LIKE CREEPYPASTA FAKE TWITTER POSTS AND IM LITERALLY CRYING RN

CLICK FOR BETTER QUALITY OR WHATEVER

I stand by that some the older creepypastas probably barely know how to use twitter and cant change their pfp💔❗❗

[thediaryofaurora]

𖦹Kinktober Lineup𖦹

CW: NSFW, f!reader

A/N: I’ve never done Kinktober before, but in honor of my account’s first October I thought it would be a nice treat. At the bottom of this post is an end of Kinktober poll, if you’d like to cast your vote please do!

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Week 1

Day 1 - Bondage / knife play - Jeff the Killer

Day 2 - Virginity loss / gentle fucking - Homicidal Liu

Day 3 - Car sex / stranded - Ticci Toby

Day 4 - Sex tape / double penetration - Tim Wright & Brian Thomas

Day 5 - Dry humping / hot boxing - BEN drowned

Day 6 - Breeding / monster fucking - Eyeless Jack

Day 7 - Pillow princess / praise - Bloody Painter

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Week 2

Day 8 - Sneaking out / rebelling - Ticci Toby

Day 9 - Face sitting / scissoring - Clockwork

Day 10 - Sensory deprivation - Jane the Killer

Day 11 - Cockwarming / Public sex - Jeff the Killer

Day 12 - Secret admirer / voyeurism - Hoodie

Day 13 - Pool party / mutual masturbation - Nina the Killer

Day 14 - Corruption / mentor - Masky

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Week 3

Day 15 - Shower sex / handjob - Homicidal Liu

Day 16 - Controlled vibrator / public - BEN drowned

Day 17 - Seven minutes in heaven - Kate the Chaser

Day 18 - Medical play / marking - Eyeless Jack

Day 19 - Hate sex / rough - Jeff the Killer

Day 20 - Stress relief / assistant - X Virus

Day 21 - Party / roof sex - Bloody Painter

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Week 4

Day 22 - Threesome / setup - Ticci Toby & Jeff the Killer

Day 23 - Sleepover / experimenting - Nina the Killer

Day 24 - Overstimulation / toy use - Brian Thomas

Day 25 - Orgasm denial / gentle praise - Jane the Killer

Day 26 - Rebound / 69 - Clockwork

Day 27 - Sneaking in / forbidden love - Kate the Chaser

Day 28 - Tentacles / choking - Slenderman

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Week 5

For the finale (Oct. 29 - Oct. 31) I will be posting a miniseries rather than the usual one shots! The poll below determines what the mini series will be about/ who it will be with. The results will be in after a week!

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[koolaidoverliving]

Too, bottom, or switch? The creeps 🤨

...Well Hello. Easy Question. Thank You.

THIS IS SORTA NSFW SO MINORS DNI!!!

Jeff - Top but he's a virgin so who really knows

Eyeless Jack - Top so he can bite you easier

Toby - Vers but he's a bottom at heart

Nina - Bottom 100% no question

Clockwork - Vers but she'd like having control

Bloody Painter - Sideways on the bed, sleeping

Judge Angels - On her knees, praying her boyfriend wakes up

The Puppeteer - Top but only from the back so it's easier to strangle you

Nurse Ann - Top. Definitely Dominant. Will treat you like a dog.

Jason the Toymaker - Top because he's never the bottom of anything

Candy Pop - Vers. Unpredictable as fuck.

Nathan - Vers depending on how freaky his wife is that night

Laughing Jack - Standing up and juggling

Zero - Top but I wouldn't recommend sleeping with her

Cody - Bottom because he's lazy and wants to go back to whatever he was doing before sex

Jane - Vers who prefers to be dominant

Kagekao - Bottom and I'm not taking any questions

Liu - Top and I'm not taking any questions for this either

TLDR: they're all bottoms and i'm fucking them

[sootrootdoot]

"wow. this must be what having bitches feels like"

[fizzy-blood]

Okay but how would the creeps react to a like feral s/o (biting scratching growling barking meowing) the whole nine yards?

(sfw and nsfw plz)

Creeps with a Feral!S/O🦷🥩

Hi! I didn't really know which creeps you wanted me to write so I just wrote for all the characters I've written for before (not Ben though because I don't write smut for him and not Tim/Masky bc MH and Creepypasta are different) I also wrote for Jane bc I love her and I just want to start writing things for her ^_^ (also Fem!S/O for Jane but the rest are Gn!S/O)

WARNING:18+/NSFW content ahead!! If you are a minor and want to read the SFW content then go ahead but please do not read through the NSFW headcanons. I know I can't stop you but please-

[Biting, scratching, bondage, I think that's all?]

Ticci Toby🪓🌲

(SFW)

HE'S GONNA MATCH YOUR FREAK /hj

But seriously, he really won't mind how you act...

Actually least likely to get upset with you over it!

He can't feel pain so biting and scratching is fine with him (he thinks it's cute when you bite him and will probably bite you back)

And with any weird sounds like hissing or barking or meowing.. Whatever you do... He's fine with it.. (Unless he's overstimulated, he won't be able to handle it so... 😞)

He might end up with those sounds as some form of tic... (That's actually kinda cute wait-)

Overall I'd give it an 8/10.

(NSFW)

REMEMBER HOW I SAID HE LIKES BITING AND SCRATCHING YOU??

PLEASE DO THE SAME TO HIM. DO IT.

He likes it when you leave marks on his body..

Actually... Likes is an understatement...

HE NEEDS YOU DO BITE HIM.

It's actually kinda cute how pathetic it is

I also feel like he'd be more submissive with someone more feral... Have fun!!

Eyeless Jack🫘🩻

(SFW)

Finds it a bit odd at first but gets used to it after a while..

But please give him a heads up before you bite him, he doesn't like it when you do it out of nowhere..

But he does find it cute when you make weird sounds (just please don't be too loud)

Probably won't bite you back if you're human.. But if you're some sort of creature? Probably will...

Like... 7/10? It has its ups and downs but it's still nice 🥰

(NSFW)

NGH- I WANT HIM...

OMG WHO SAID THAT⁉️

But if you being feral makes you bratty with him? He'll get you to shut up soon...

He'll also probably cover your mouth (if you try to bite his hand he'll just ignore it)

But if he doesn't ignore it he'll probably just briefly mention it.

Just kinda... Makes you go mindless (BTW I'M GONNA RE-WRITE MY GENERAL NSFW HEADCANONS FOR HIM AT SOME POINT SO-)

Laughing Jack🍬🎪

(SFW)

I think he'd actually be good at dealing with any bullshit-

Like... He does get bothered sometimes but he does know how to entertain you so you stop what you're doing..

Also if you bark at him he'll just bark back.

It's just normal to him??

I dunno man, the way he acts is just odd in general so 🤷‍♂️

Anyways... 8/10. Actually knows how to deal with everything pretty effectively and is fine with you biting or scratching him up (it really doesn't do anything to him, not even leaving a mark)

(NSFW)

My LJ doesn't really feel sexual attraction and I doubt he feels any sexual desires (he doesn't even have a dick so...)

I dunno what to write about this.. Like.. He's fine with sex if you want it but it wouldn't be much different from my normal NSFW headcanons for him..

Jeff the Killer🔪🩸

(SFW)

You know how middle school boys bark at people? He does that to you.

Is it meant to be affectionate? Who knows... But he does it if you meow or bark at him.

He just thinks it's weird tbh.

He also pushes you off of him or away from him if you try to bite him.

You hiss every time and he just makes fun of you for it (that part is sorta meant to be lovingly but it can come across as just plain mean).

6/10 in my opinion!

(NSFW)

He actually likes it when you bite or scratch him during sex?

I think he might have that masochistic sadist mix in him (HE GOT THAT DAWG IN HIM‼️🗣️💥💥/j)

But go crazy! He's fine with it during this time so feel free to do whatever.

Nina the Killer🔪💖

(SFW)

She thinks it's really funny, also kinda cute!

She isn't a huge fan of the scratching though...

Biting is fine but please give her a heads up (like with EJ)

She does really like the meowing and barking, also finds the hissing to be funny most of the time!

But the hissing can also tell her if she's aggravating you (she sucks with boundaries, please be patient with her😣)

ALSO IF YOU LIKE BEING PET SHE'D PROBABLY DO THAT WHILE YOU SLEEP SO-

Mmmmm.... 8.5/10

(NSFW)

I actually don't have a lot of NSFW related headcanons for her in general so... Oops?

I'll probably come back and post some general headcanons when I'm done but... Idk🤷‍♂️

But.... I think she'd be really sweet and loving, like?

The thing with the petting, she'd do that to keep you calm during sex (AGAIN, WHY IS THAT ACTUALLY ADORABLE TO ME??)

I'll get back to you when I figure out more stuff.

Jane the Killer🔪🖤

(SFW)

She found it so annoying when you first met, but she's just used to it now... She actually kinda finds it endearing now!

Specific things like more soft meowing or just generally softer and quieter sounds-

(It makes her experience cuteness aggression)

She doesn't really like scratching or biting in any context so...

But she'd probably find something for you to chew on or maybe make you some sort of scratching post.

Sometimes she feels like you're just a big fucking cat... (She's a cat person so it doesn't bother her that much)

9/10 (I want to be held by her)

(NSFW)

She puts a gag in your mouth and will probably tie you up... This is probably so you won't scratch or bite her-

(But let's be real here... You both kinda got a bit too into it)

Like Nina, she's normally pretty sweet and is also normally very gentle...

But other days?... I'll just say that she gets kinda... Intense? I'll probably go more in depth in a separate post but you get the general idea (I think)

BUT MMM

She's good at making sure you don't slip out of your restraints... very good.

DONE! YAY! YIPPEE! I hope you enjoyed this and I hope this is what you asked for? If you want more of this feel free to send another ask with some different characters or even just ask for more stuff with a character I already wrote for. My ask box is open so feel free to send some requests if you want! Again, I hope you enjoyed it!

-Fizz

(Cryptidcore dividers are by @sister-lucifer)

[zomb-rabbit]

HIIII !!!

this is my silly writing centric blog where i write fics, headcanons and lil blurbs :)) i take both sfw and nsfw requests, but pretty please check out my rules/preferences/who i write for below before requesting!! thank u for stopping by <3

requests are ; open !!

Masterlist is under construction atm !!

who i write for :

EverymanHYBRID

HABIT

Evan Myers

Marble Hornets

Tim Wright

Masky

Brian Thomas

Hoodie

Creepypasta

Toby Rogers

Eyeless Jack

Jane the Killer (fem/gn reader only)

Nina the Killer

BEN

(i'm also cool with writing for any poly creeps/mh/emh x reader relationships :))

Overwatch

Cole Cassidy

Ashe (fem/gn reader only)

Reaper / Gabriel Reyes

(this includes the Blackwatch era! just lemme know, without specifics I'll assume it's current era)

Marvel / X-Men

The Worst Wolverine

X-Men movies Wolverine

Deadpool

requesting preferences :

let me know if you want the reader to be masc, fem or gn, and if you're wanting nsfw I'd appreciate if you want an amab or afab reader as well :)

feel free to send super specific stuff !! if you have an idea in your head you really like but you're not sure how to write it yourself or anything like that, i'm soso down to do my best, i just need those details !!!

if you're going on anon, i think the different emojis for everyone are really fun :) i've always loved it on my previous fic blogs

requesting rules :

nothing pregnancy or breeding related, so very sorry ik that's a lot of y'alls jam 😞

nothing with a child reader or where the characters are parents

no extreme or bathroom kinks

no non/dubcon or cnc

nothing to do with the whole yandere shabang- i can do stalking and creeper tendencies but that kinda stuff isn't really my thang

[ar3-y0u-l0st]

》 🄲🅁🄴🄴🄿🅈🄿🄰🅂🅃🄰

Requests: Open / Closed

"Who needs a social life? I have the voices in my head to keep me company"

- JEFF THE KILLER

- JANE EVERLASTING

- NINA THE KILLER

- BEN_DROWNED

- EYELESS JACK

- CLOCKWORK

- BLOODY PAINTER

Eyes of the beholder

- TICCI TOBY

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(*) Will not, under any circumstances, write smut

(**) If you're into them then I won't deprive you ig

[miharuki]

Creepypasta x reader puppet/Doll as lies of p

My english is not perfect! Sorry

PROLONGO. EP1.

𝕾𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙 𝕮𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖚𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖉-𝔈𝔭.01

The door creaked, and that's when you noticed the hallways of that house. They were dark, with only a few light bulbs shining. In that dim corridor, you walked, holding the blade in your hand as you moved. You reached a pair of stairs leading downwards.

"Keep going! Getting out of this house is our main objective," Ren said as you held onto the railing with your other hand. You could feel the old wood that was used, along with, of course, the layer of dust that had settled on the handrail. Some steps were broken, yet you made it to the bottom, looking at the poorly illuminated chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

Looking around, you didn't know which way to go, standing still. "Let's go right; I think I remember it being the way out," Ren said again, and you agreed, following the path and the lights that illuminated the direction. Entering another corridor, as you turned again, you saw the door with its faint light from outside through the old glass."The exit…"

You walked up to the door and tried to open it gently, but it seemed futile. So, you applied a bit of force, finally swinging it open. Your body bathed in the moonlight, revealing the vast darkness of the paths ahead. Thanks to the antique lantern you had, you didn't worry too much about the darkness. You held the sword and closed the door behind you, plunging everything into darkness, except for Ren and you, as the lights inside the house were extinguished.

"Head north! Or, in other words… just keep going! We still need to get off the property!" Ren said as he walked, using the blade to cut through some tall grass obstructing your way. You ran your fingers along the iron bars of the gate, observing the broken and imposing gates of the estate.

You found yourself in a vast, dark forest. The path ahead was worn, and looking back, you could see the house where you woke up. A gentle breeze brushed against you. "Ready?" You turned again to face the forest, gripping the sheath of the blade. "You can go ahead! I'll guide you through the forest! People are waiting!" With that, you finally moved forward.

Your shoes made noises as you walked, passing by some abandoned houses before finding yourself back in the forest. The darkness of the woods loomed, but with Ren by your side, you illuminated your path.

"Turn to your right! Follow the path up to a hill with its dead trees," Ren commanded. Following the instructions, you approached the hill, passing pieces of processed wood strewn on the ground. You couldn't shake the thought of why you were doing all this, but once again, you were alone. You woke up alone, and Ren only appeared to guide you somewhere. It was like having a guide—revealing their name, warning you of dangers, and now leading you to a mysterious destination.

"Tell me…" You stopped and looked ahead. "Where are we going?" You waited patiently for Ren's response, contemplating whether it was truly worth following a voice emanating from a lantern "We're going home!" The voice replied excitedly, as if it were paradise. "But I woke up in that house, so it should be my home… So why are we going home when I've already left home?" You asked, looking down at the grass illuminated by the lantern.

"Let's say that house used to be your home, but it isn't anymore. So, you have to go to your new home!" Ren explained. You seemed to ponder on the matter before walking again, this time more slowly. "Who is waiting for me?" You asked again, cutting through the tall plants and approaching the hill.

"Your family!" The voice spoke again, leaving a moment of silence. As you climbed the hill, you looked back, seeing your old house where you woke up—old and dark. You continued walking ahead, crossing the hill.

"Who is my family?" The question you asked seemed to envelop everything in silence. The only sounds heard were the trampling and cutting of the plants, and the gears in your arm and body.

With the heavy silence, it becomes apparent that you are no longer on the hill. Instead, there's only thick vegetation and darkness, with the light from your lantern being the only source illuminating your path. You continue to walk straight through the forest, and the darkness persistently follows. It seems like you've been walking in a straight line for hours until Ren breaks the silence.

"Turn to your left." You turn, avoiding a tree in your path, and veer off the trail, now walking amidst tall, dark trees. It goes on for a while, and you refrain from bringing up the topic of family again. However, you can't help but wonder if your family can truly be trusted. Gripping the handle of the blade, you continue walking through the forest.

"Turn to your right," the voice speaks again, and you obey.

For a moment, you wondered if you were still far away. However, as you looked around, you spotted a dead, broken-down, old car nearby. You wondered how long it had been sitting there and, more importantly, what had happened to it.

"Turn right again," the voice says, and once more, you follow the described path. Thinking you're still far away, you fail to notice that you're now looking at a dense cluster of trees. You stop, gazing at the multitude of different and tall trees around you. The space between them is narrow, just enough for people to pass through but still cramped.

"Turn left from the torn tree," the voice guides you. You look between the trees and spot one on the left that seems as if someone had torn it with their bare hands. You touch the marks, feeling the thickness and depth of the tear, before continuing on your way. This time, you look up at the sky, noticing its changing color, as well as the different grass and plants below.

:P

[lolahauri]

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Nothing But Trouble

Ship: Jeff The Killer/Nina The Killer

Type: F/M, Smut, AU, One Shot. (MDNI)

Contains: Married Couple AU, Business Man! Jeff, Height Difference, Size Kink, Edging, Overstim, Multiple Orgasms, Spanking, Hair Pulling, Dirty Talk, Praise & Degrading, Breeding, Blowjob, Finger Fucking, Vaginal Sex, Dacryphilia.

Words: 4.1k

Requested?: Yes.

A/N: Part 2 Part 3

~

“Ughhh…” Nina groaned out of boredom as she laid on the couch, listening to the clock tick away. It was becoming painfully repetitive. But she’d finished her housework and errands hours ago, there was nothing left to do but wait for her husband to return home. And even though she already knew he wouldn’t be in the mood for her clinginess today, that wouldn’t stop her from pouncing on him the second he stepped past the front door. 

She was feeling especially needy today as well. It’d been nearly 4 weeks since they’d last been intimate in any form. For some that’d be normal, but for Nina, it was torturous. She was used to them being able to have sex at least once a day, followed by a night of cuddling and kisses. That was until Jeff got promoted at the office 6 months ago. Since then, the affection and love-making had slowly dwindled in frequency, until it became nonexistent as of now. And any attempt on Nina’s part to initiate resulted in him pushing her away and saying he’s too stressed, and needs to focus on the companies current project.

Nina had a plan though. The sexual frustration had been building up far too long for her liking, and her own fingers were no longer providing her the relief she craved so bad. So tonight, she was going to do whatever it takes to get her husbands attention.

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bzz bzz. 

Nina immediately perked up at the sound of her alarm. It was 4:50, Jeff should be home in about 10 minutes. That gave her just enough time to get her first little surprise ready. 

She quickly jumped off the couch and jogged down the hallway to their shared room. She felt the heat already beginning to spread through her stomach, from both excitement, and the thought of her fantasies she was hoping to come true tonight. While walking through the room to her vanity, she had already begun taking her long, wavy hair out of the signature high pony she’d usually kept it in. The shiny black waves cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and perfectly framed her face. 

“Hehe…” she giggled to herself a bit while picking up her striped makeup bag, pulling out some items she knew Jeff loved. Cherry vanilla perfume, black eyeshadow for a smoky eye, and a lip tint that suspiciously resembled human blood. Quickly she began the smokey eye with her right hand, and swiped on some lip tint on with her left. Butterflies started swarming her lower stomach, there was only about five minutes left before Jeff was due to pull in the driveway, and her mind was quickly filling with sexually charged images while she finished her makeup and spritzed the perfume on. 

Her favorite little fantasy she’d been dwelling on all day was the thought of him bending her over his desk, completely dominating her from behind. Longing to feel his big, strong arms wrap around her petite frame, brutally fucking his throbbing cock in and out of her. Nina squeezed her thighs together tightly, hoping to find some sort of relief from the aching arousal spreading through her already wet pussy. It was really starting to get unbearable, but there’s no time to get herself off now. It’s already 5:00pm, Jeff would be home any sec- 

She heard a car door slam outside. He was right on time. 

“Aw, shit, shit shit!” Nina got up as fast as she could, discarding her hoodie as she ran down the hall, revealing a spaghetti-strap black sundress underneath. It was flowy and loose at the bottom, but hugged her curves and cupped her tits perfectly at the top. Sundress season was Jeff’s favorite season. So this combined with the perfume and sexy makeup should surely stop him in his tracks.

The arousal and anxiety were infecting every inch of her body now. Each of his heavy footsteps down the walkway and across the porch sent a shock through her nervous system. Finally the doorknob started turning. She made a last minute adjustment to her dress and stood in front of the door, nervous laughter threatening to spill as it creaked opened. 

Jeff opened the door and went to make the first step inside, his towering frame and cold aura were already dominating the energy of the room. Man, he looked sexy too. She never got tired of the way his dress shirt clung to every muscle on his arms and torso, making him look much more buff than he actually was. She also loved that his pants were just a bit too tight in the crotch, leaving a slight bulge visible. God, how she wanted him to take her right then and there. But she had take it slow for now.

“Hiii, honeyyy~!” Nina drew out the end of her words, greeting him in her usually cheery voice, while simultaneously tackling him into a tight hug. “How was work, babe? I missed you sooo much!” She giggled and looked up at him, praying he would notice her appearance change and have some sort of reaction to it.

“It was fine. I need to go finish this PowerPoint, let me know when dinners ready.” Jeff sighed, his voice monotonous and husky, clearly uninterested. He glanced down at her briefly, before slowly removing himself from her grip and walking away, not acknowledging her outfit or makeup in the slightest. She watched him walk to his office, which rested just a couple feet away at the front of the hallway. A disappointed look covered her face for a split second, but she quickly brushed the troubles away and stuck to her plan.

“Okay… next idea then.” Nina whispered to herself as she walked to the kitchen. Tonight she was making baked spaghetti and meatballs with garlic toast, just like his mom used to make. Surely that would soften him up a bit. 

The meal was easy enough to make, and pretty quick. Which gave her more time to daydream as it cooked in the oven. Her fantasies had now shifted to the thought of blowing him under the desk. She could see it so clearly. Him sitting there, working on his laptop, trying to not get distracted by his cock-drunk wife licking and sucking every inch of him. She imagined how she’d wrap her small hand around it, stroking up and down at a torturously slow pace just to tease him. She imagined cupping his full, taunt balls in her hand. Playing with them just the way he liked while she swirled her tongue around his tip, which was already leaking precum at the sight of her lewd actions. She imagined - 

Ding!

Nina was quickly snapped out of her daydream as she heard the ovens timer go off. She sighed and took the dish out, setting it on the stove as she went to make a second costume change. Tiptoeing past Jeff’s office door, she pondered on what she’d wear. Until it hit her, she knew just the sexy little outfit she needed to grab his attention.

She was standing in front of the closet now, stripped completely naked as she searched for the garments she needed. “Ha! Perfect!” She whisper-yelled out loud, the excitement sparking in her yet again as the tossed the clothes on the bed, making sure it’d look nice put together. Finally she started putting on the outfit, trying to stay quiet as possible as she giggled to herself. 

The nerves were building up again, her heart was pounding while she plated Jeff’s dinner. At first they were nerves of fear, fear of being rejected. But the more she thought about the situation, the nerves turned to electric shocks of excitement. It felt like they were playing a game almost, she’d never experienced this sort of chase before. Usually men, Jeff included, were immune to her seductive ways, eagerly giving in the second she wanted sex. She was actually kind of enjoying this though, she felt like a predator animal hunting it’s prey. 

She took the plate and began walking to his office, gently knocking on the door “Honeyyy, dinners ready!” drawing out her words again and shouting in her usual hyper manner. 

“Come in.” Jeff yelled back, still maintaining the annoyed tone he’d been sporting for months. Nina walked though the door confidently, setting his plate down next to his laptop. 

“I made your favorite, baby~” She spoke in a flirty voice while leaning over his desk, accentuating her ample cleavage. 

“Thanks, hone-” He looked up and was cut off immediately, not by her though, but by himself becoming distracted. He eyed her for a second, taking in the outfit. She wore a low cut, cropped tank top and black booty shorts. The shirt being just showy enough that he could spot the edges of her red lacy bra underneath, it pushed her tits up perfectly. As he looked lower he discovered something even more eye-catching, thong strings matching the color of her bra were pulled above the waistband of her low-rise shorts. 

His gaze continued to travel further south, soaking in the sight of her pale, plump thighs being beautifully put on display. He couldn’t deny the fact that he desperately wanted her right now. He wanted to take her in every position she asked. He wanted to hear her cry out his name between moans and whimpers. He wanted fill her to the brim with his cum, and watch it pour out of her sweet, sweet pussy. He wanted her in every way.

But there was no time for that. He cleared his throat, forcing himself to focus back on his work. “Uhm, thanks...” he said as plainly as he could, not wanting to encourage her teasing, he had a project to finish after all. But even if he tried to hide it, Nina knew exactly what he was thinking. And she’d already come this far, there’s no way she give up now. She demanded his attention and she was going to get it no matter what. 

“Sooo, Jeffy, how's your project goin’?” She kept her playful, oblivious act going and she walk around the desk, sitting on the edge. The positioning of her lower-half did not go unnoticed by Jeff. He watched from the corner of his eye, her shorts tightening around her hips and ass as she sat down, followed by her legs crossing over one and other, showing them off even more. Fuck, this was getting hard to ignore… 

But yet, he did. He ignored the way the crotch of his pants also seemed to get tighter. He ignored the primal urge to fuck her senseless and breed her. He ignored the growing sexual frustration. “Hun, I’m busy. This is a big project, and i’m on a strict time crunch.” His voice was stern. He was trying his best to not lose both his focus, and composure.

“I know, i just wanted to check in with you, that’s all.” Nina’s voice was becoming sickeningly sweet, she knew exactly what she was doing, and he knew that too. 

Jeff huffed in annoyance, “Fine. It’s going fine, i’m halfway finished. Now please leave, i need to focus.”

“Aw, c’mon Jeffy, can’t we spend just a little time together?” She moved a bit closer, teasingly running her foot up and down his leg. 

“No, get out.” His voiced was raised a bit this time, shoving her foot off of him.

Bingo. She knows she’s getting to him now, it’s finally time to drop the innocent act. “Pleasee~” she whined, “i know you want it too, baby.” 

“Nina, stop. Get. Out.” oh, he’s pissed.

“Mm-mm” She shook her head and continued testing his patience as far as she could, slowly spreading her legs open, serving as a clear invitation. 

“Listen to me, Nina -”

Her voice dropped lower, letting a more combative, dominating tone take over “Why don’t you make me listen, hm? Show me who’s boss, Jeff.” saying his name with a hiss, she let a bratty smile take over her face, maintaining eye contact with him.

“You know what, fuck it.” he thought to himself.

Jeff swiftly shoved her down to her knees as he stood up, his strong build completely towering over her now. His voice was low and husky “Open your mouth.” 

This is exactly what Nina wanted, but being a pain in the ass is just too fun, she wanted to really get him going. The more angry he is, the rougher the sex. “Nope.”

“Open your fucking mouth, Nina. I’m not telling you again.” He’d already unbuckled his belt, she watched intently as he pulled his pants and boxers down just enough to let his cock spring free. 

“Holy shit” her jaw dropped, almost hypnotized by the sight. Suddenly aware of her own body now, she felt the aching pressure of arousal spread over her again. Her pussy was wet and throbbing, clenching around nothing. 

Without warning, Jeff shoved his cock through her parted lips, his tip hitting the back of her throat, which gagged her and forced her face to be pressed right against his pelvis. He let out a relieved groan, it’d been so long since he felt this. He gave Nina a moment to adjust before beginning to slide in and out, fucking her throat with a level of desperation he’d never felt before. One of his large hands was holding the back of her head, forcing her to take it all in. 

Picking up speed, he closed his eyes and let the pleasure fully take over him, fucking her mouth with perfect rhythm. He was hyperaware of every little sensation, melting into the feeling of her soft tongue sliding up and down his entire length, coating it in her saliva. 

Nina was trying hard not to gag. She started distracting herself by sliding a hand down the front of her shorts, teasing her clit through the thin fabric of her panties while Jeff’s cock was fully down her throat. She squeezed her thighs together, quickly becoming overwhelmed. Moving her panties to the side, she swiped two fingers over her aching clit and moaned immediately, sending a light vibration over his cock, pushing him closer to the edge, and causing a moan to come from his own mouth. 

It created a perfect cycle. Nina would continue toying with her pussy, moaning from both the heavenly pleasure, and her husbands noises. Leading Jeff to feel the vibrations against his shaft, and continue the pattern. 

She was quickly reaching her breaking point though, feeling an intense pressure build up in her stomach as her movements became shaky and irregular. “Mmph!” letting out a loud, gargled moan as she continued to choke on Jeff’s length, Nina felt the erupting pleasure of an orgasm spread through her, soaking her fingers in her own juices as she began to tremble from the overstimulation.

Jeff instantly took notice of this, looking down through half-lidded eyes, he shamelessly admired the pornographic sight being showcased just for him. He thrusted a few more times, watching closely as his cock slid with ease through his wife’s soft, plump lips. They’d only just begun, and she was already looking dazed and fucked-out, this’ll be fun. He let out a final sigh and removed himself completely, seeing a string of spit connect his tip to Nina’s mouth. She was nearly drooling at this point.

“Get up, you don’t think were done yet, do you?” His voice took a mocking tone and he reached down and lifted her off her knees and onto the desk, pushing everything to the side. “We’re just getting started sweetheart.”

Before Nina could even get a word in, he started stripping her, lower-half first, then her shirt and bra, leaving her completely vulnerable and on display for him. She shivered when she felt the cool air hit her soaking wet pussy. “Mm.. Jeff…” She whined, embarrassed about how long he was staring. 

“Don’t worry babe, i’ll give you what you want, kay? She nodded, giving him the go ahead to slip two fingers into her. Her breathe immediately hitched upon the sudden entry. He slowly began sliding the two digits in and out, watching her reactions the entire time. “How’s that feel, huh? This good enough for you, or do you want more?”

She looked up at him, wanting to tell him to speed up, but all that came out were pathetic whimpers and whines. “Use your words, doll.” his tone was dripping with sarcasm as he continued the painfully slow pace, occasionally swiping his thumb across her abused clit just to see her flinch and whine.

“Please- ah fuck,” her legs trembled at the sensation of his thumb again “please, go... go faster.” 

“Only because you asked nicely.” Nina wanted to argue back, but she quickly lost her train of thought when he began to pick up speed. His fingers were long, much longer than hers at least, filling and stretching her out in a way she couldn’t do for herself. Her head was almost spinning now, only get worse when Jeff curved his fingers upwards, finding that spongy spot on the top of her pussy and starting to abuse it relentlessly. Moans flowed past her lips like water, any attempt at speaking turned to gibberish as she became completely enveloped in pleasure, slowly being built towards her climax yet again.

“God, you’re such a little slut, i haven’t even put my cock in you and you’re already fucked out of your mind.” That was the last straw for her, hearing his words brought her to her second orgasm of the night, coating his fingers in clear fluid. Jeff didn’t stop though, he added a third digit to her tight hole, keeping pace while circling her clit. The overstimulation built up fast, sending electricity through her body as she squirmed and whimpered.

“Hah- holy fuck,” her body was shaking violently, she honestly didn’t want to stop, but it was getting overwhelming to a painful degree, “Mmm, Jeff! Ah- stop,  ‘s too much.”

He chuckled a bit and slowed down to a stop, watching as she attempted to calm down from the high and catch her breathe. After a few moments, she managed to regain awareness and ground herself back into her body. That didn’t last long though, for as soon as she opened her eyes, Nina was greeted by the sight of Jeff stroking his cock, looking right into her eyes as he did it.

Her eyes widened, glancing back and forth between his face and his manhood. She once again felt the painful throbbing on her clit, her body was exhausted, but her mind was racing with more dirty thoughts. How is it even possible for her to still be so horny? Nina’s thoughts were cut off by Jeff’s gruff voice. 

“Like what you see, doll?” continuing to stroke his cock slowly, throwing his head back a bit and groaning out loud. He was clearly enjoying himself. “Don’t be shy, tell me what you want.” He stated, now making eye contact again.

That only embarrassed her more, though. She looked away from his piercing gaze, a pink hue dusting her cheeks as she felt her face grow hot. He wasn’t going to let her shy away though, she was bold enough to interrupt him in the first place, she can be bold enough to tell him what she needs.

“Hey, look at me.” Jeff grabbed her face, squeezing her cheeks harshly as he forcefully lifted her head. He moved a bit closer, grazing the tip of his cock against her core. Both of them let out a pleased exhale as he continued to slide his length between her folds, bumping against her clit after every forward motion. “Tell. Me. What. You. Want.” He demanded between thrusts. 

Nina could barely keep her eyes open though, let alone form a coherent sentence. Her moans turned into high-pitched little whimpers, she was so needy for him it was pitiful. The way he slid his long cock between her lips was euphoric, but she needed more. She needed to be filled and fucked. She needed to be stuffed with his cum to the point it ran down her legs.

“Mmfph.. Please, Jeff.” she was moaning and crying after every syllable, grabbing onto his strong forearms as a way to stabilize herself. “God, please please please just fuck me, i need it so bad pleaseee.” He never got tired of hearing her cute cries and begs.

“Alright, i guess you earned it.” he smirked before quickly flipping her onto her stomach, face pressed against the desk. He stroked himself a few more times, loving the way her heart-shaped ass was being presented, before pushing himself into her tight hole. He’d barely gotten the first inch in and Nina was already a mess. All she could think about right now is how good it felt to have him stretching her out again. 

She nearly screamed out as Jeff suddenly snapped his hips forward, fully bottoming out inside her. They were both breathing heavily now, easily being worked up to their climax. He was determined to keep going though, he was practically edging himself already as he began to pound into her fast and rough, leaning forward just a bit to grab a fistful of her hair, pulling on it roughly. 

Nina was dizzy with lust, completely drunk on sex, and the way he was pulling her hair and slapping her ass wasn’t helping. She felt an especially forceful slap on her butt, soon followed by him grabbing it, kneading the flesh of her soft ass cheek. Her moans escalated in volume the longer this went on. He was hitting that sweet spot with every thrust in now, making her weak in the knees. Every fuck, grab, and hair pull brought her closer and closer to the edge, threatening to give her her third orgasm of the night. 

“You’re takin’ my cock so well, baby.” Jeff was huffing between words, so worked up, but not willing to break the rhythm he’d set. The room was being filled to the brim with lewd sounds now. Every second was occupied by Nina’s moans, Jeff’s grunting, and the sound his pelvis aggressively slapping against her ass. If heaven existed, this was it for them. 

Jeff moved his hand from Nina’s hair, slipping it underneath her body and finding her clit. She immediately cried out from the sensation, he was showing no mercy to her. “Come on, babe. Cum on this fucking cock.” he whispered to her while his two digits rubbed back and forth across her sensitive bud. 

Tears were spilling from her eyes as she came undone, screaming his name along with some other obscenities. The way her pussy was squeezing and clenching on his cock had Jeff building up to his own high. His thrusts were becoming sloppy and off beat. “Ah fuck, you want me to cum in you? Want me to fill you up good, put a baby in you?” 

Nina swiftly nodded, tears still running down her cheeks, smudging the makeup around her eyes. “Yes! Yes, please!” 

“Oh fuck-” He hips stuttered as he finally reached his peak, shooting his hot load deep inside her, painting her walls white with his cum. They were both gasping for breathe as he pounded into her a couple more time, making sure to stuff every inch of her. 

“Shit…” Jeff hissed, the cold air hitting his cock as he pulled out. Nina was still huffing and panting, she now felt their mixed liquids running down her leg, making a beautiful mess. He was enjoying the view of it all too, secretly hoping the sperm would take, and get her pregnant with his baby.  

After a few minutes of resting he picked her up, carrying her to the bathroom to clean up. Jeff ran a bath for her as Nina cleaned herself off with a warm towel. He turned to her, finally speaking up. “So, uhm, are you alright? I wasn't too rough was i?”

“Mm-mm.” She shook her head smiled up at him. "I love it when you're rough."

“Look, uhm… i’m sorry i’ve been so absent lately. I’ve just been stressed with work, it has nothing to do with you, you know that right?” Jeff looked nervous, i mean he wouldn’t blame her if she was mad, he would be too. He hoped that it wasn’t took late to fix things.

Nina put her hand on his shoulder, giving him a reassuring smile. “I know, Jeffy, it’s okay.”

“No, it’s not, i should be giving you more attention when i’m home.” He put his hand over hers and smiled back, “i’ll tell you what, i’m gonna call in sick tomorrow. Then we can spend all day doing whatever you want, how’s that sound?”

She gasped excitedly, jumping into his arms and squealing with happiness. “Really?! You’d do that for me?!” 

He laughed and embraced her, bringing her into a bear hug, “I’d do anything for you.”

[rainrot4me]

Clean Knife, Bloody Blade

Summary: When you refuse to get out of bed due to terrible cramps, Jeff tries his best to coax you back. But when you cry and whine to him, the killer presses to resolve your problem, willing to do whatever he can to help…

Characters: Jeff the Killer x Menstruating Female Reader

SMUT WARNING MINORS DNI

TW: Menstruation, period sex, vaginal with a dildo, toy play, vaginal, mentions of organs, blood, desperation, blood kink, teasing

Words: 3.2k

Jeff was terrible at showing affection.

It wasn’t that he didn’t love you, you knew he did, but to others, they could’ve never guessed. He was always upset, always brooding about something minuscule that would give him an excuse to snap and shrug others off. He was terrible company. But with you, even though subtle, he was calmer and had his head more on his shoulders than normal if you were around.

A calloused hand grasped around your wrist or a half-assed peck on the cheek indicated his affection. To anyone else, it would’ve looked like he was annoyed or had no desire to love you at all, but you knew that this was him trying his hardest to show his feelings. Even though the lack of cuddles and soft compliments itched at you sometimes, Jeff more than made up for it with the bloody carcass of some guy who catcalled you lying on your doorstep or the new pistol he had swiped for you on a mission. Jeff loved you in his own way, and you were more than grateful that he even tried at all, despite what others said.

Jeff always tried his hardest for you, tried more than he cared to for anyone else. And that stood true even now, as you laid in the bed squirming your pain and groaning into his pillows. Jeff was practically clueless. He knew what was happening and that it was nature, but it didn’t make it more comfortable to fuss with you over how dramatic you were being. Or to watch you sob and moan about some blood. Jeff dealt with blood every day, he just didn’t get the theatrics.

Until you began to cry, gripping your stomach as you wore his hoodie and sobbed into his pillow, whining your little heart out. The pale killer was stunned, awkward even as he tried to console you, trying to brush the tears from your eyes. “Just go get Jack. Tell ‘em to get me something.” You whined, rolling over and tugging the covers higher onto your shoulder. 

Jeff cringed, scurrying out of his room and down the hall, shooting for EJ’s lab in the hopes that he would have a better chance at getting you to stop than he could. Normally, Jeff would’ve been annoyed, pissed that you preferred to see some other guy than him, but right now he just wanted you better.

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“And what does she want me to do about it?” Jack groaned, shuffling through some forceps and scalpels to neatly cut open the human stomach he was working on, trying to push the leftovers of the victim’s last meal out before nibbling on a strip of the raw meat. Jeff cringed, groaning at the way it popped as it tore, squishy in the demon’s mouth. “I don’t fuckin’ know? Just figured you’d be better at this than me. All medical and shit…” The killer scoffed, shoving his hands into his pockets, chewing at the tear on his lip. He hated compliments, hated trying to butter someone up, but he sucked it up. 

Jack chuckled, pulling his mask back down over his chin before moving, shuffling through a cabinet nestled above his messy desk. There were all sorts of pills inside, little orange and green translucent bottles that read ‘Wright’ and scribbled doctor’s signatures. How someone was giving Jack all of this medicine Jeff didn’t care to ask, he only noticed when Jack pulled down some painkiller in a white bottle, little pink tablets falling out. 

“Ibuprofen. Give ‘er like three. Maybe some food too, bad to cramp on an empty stomach.” The commands were giving Jeff whiplash, shoving the bottle into his pocket and staring as Jack circled back to his unfinished plate. “If that doesn’t work, try telling her to masturbate.” 

Jeff almost ran into the wall on his way out. What in the actual hell? Jeff tried to laugh as he turned, thinking Jack was joking but his expression was unwavering, gnawing on the tendon of a stomach valve as he smiled. Jeff couldn’t even be mad, stunned more than anything as he let his face show his confusion, letting his mouth hang open. “It’s true. Lulu told me one time. Helps with muscle tension or something. I read up on it a bit but wasn’t relevant to me, so I didn’t care. Guess it’s useful now.” Jack smiled, turning back to his plate and shooing Jeff out, shutting the door behind him as Jeff’s eyes remained wide and stunned, finally clenching his teeth and stomping up the stairs. 

You took the pills easily, letting Jeff convince you to eat a muffin before laying back down, groaning as you gripped his arm, legs curled into yourself. He stared down at you, awkwardly gnawing away at the thought Jack had set in his head. Masturbating? While you were bleeding? There was no way that could be enjoyable. But as you nudged your head against his side, wrapping your arms around his waist and pawing at this shirt, Jeff groaned, rubbing your back. 

Normally you were a little live wire, a little ball of energy that combatted his anger perfectly. You were perfect for him, emotionally and physically. But seeing that little ball of excitement cripple and falter under your pain made him upset, angered that he couldn’t do anything more. He hated seeing you like this, no matter how reluctant he would be to admit it. Jeff wasn’t a sappy guy, far from it, but right now he would do anything to make his girl feel better.

He started slow, nervous that you’d be too overstimulated to even want him to touch you as he rolled you onto your back, pressing down to kiss along your cheeks. You lay confused, squirming as his hands rubbed your sides, gently gripping and soothing your hot skin. “Jeff… Quit…” You groaned as he pecked your lips, tucking your hair behind your ears as he tugged his hoodie over your head. “Chill out.” He nipped, pressing his rough lips against your soft ones and purposefully holding yours down, calming your reluctant body as he rubbed at your stomach, kissing against your jaw. Your skin was hot, clammy against his hands as he pushed your shirt up, you finally realizing what he was doing.

“Jeff.” You grit, shoving him off as you sat up, irritated that he would even try right now. Jeff awkwardly tried to explain, rubbing your arms as he settled you back onto the bed, standing up to grab a towel in his closet. “Listen. Jack gave me some advice or somethin’. Said jerking off helps with your cramps. We don’t gotta, but…” Jeff also reached for the small bag you kept in his closet, tugging it open and tugging out a dildo around his size, awkwardly shoving the bag back into the closet as you watched, cheeks already flushing. “Jeff, it's nasty.” You warned, bringing your knees to your chest and sliding back as Jeff stood at the edge of the bed, lying the items down before continuing to kiss along your face. “Baby, I cut people up. I think I’ll be okay.” He snickered, lying you back down onto his bed.

You nervously laid, squirming your legs together as Jeff pressed between your knees, standing at the end of the bed. He tugged up your hips, sliding the towel underneath you as he pressed his cool hands along your arms, trailing them up into your shirt as he nipped into your neck. You sighed, skin hot and cunt already bothered as you tried to pry your knees tight around his waist. This was going to be weird regardless, your anxiety about the whole thing shining through as Jeff tugged your shirt over your head, palming at your boobs until you were tugging his hands away. “Sensitive.” You hissed, letting his hands fall back at your hips.

He grit, tugging your shorts down and smiling as you shyly closed in on yourself, turning your face into the sheets as he hooked them off of your ankles. He could already see the blood stained onto your panties, your pad doing little against it. Personally, you wanted to die, embarrassment hooking your every whine as Jeff hooked under your panties, tugging them down and gently massaging your thighs, letting you calm down. It was messy, sure, but the killer knew what he was getting himself into. 

You refused to look at him, knees hugged tightly to his sides as he cleaned the blood staining your folds gently as your pelvis ached, cunt tingling under you as Jeff leaned in to kiss your lips, reassuring you coldly. “You’re fine. Stop movin’ so much. It’s just blood.” This was as close as he was getting to gentle, but his words soothed you all the same. You still hid in the sheets, letting Jeff clean your inner thighs as he massaged along your leg, efforts reluctant as you just leaked more. 

The sight of your cunt covered in blood didn’t particularly turn Jeff on, but it didn’t disgust him either. It was just you, that stupid personality and all-too-caring attitude that he loved, he didn’t really care what you looked like in turn. He didn’t really mind what was going on between your legs, just as long as he was one of them. 

“Open up. There ya go.” He chimed, reaching for the dildo and pressing it to your mouth, beckoning you to listen. You obliged, spreading your lips around the girth and licking along the underside, soaking the silicone in your saliva. Jeff didn’t force it, didn’t push it to make you gag like he loved to do, just let it soak. He smiled at you, nudging his thumb between your folds and pressing against your clit, letting you groan against the toy as he felt your knees loosen around his hips. You had never done anything on your period, always so grossed out and irritated to try, but you could already just feel the difference. It was so much more intense, clit so sensitive under the pad of his thumb that you were holding your eyes shut, hips falling and rising against the movement of the digit. It was heavenly, and Jeff noticed, smiling as you practically ground yourself up against him. “Feel good?” He teased, tugging the dildo out of your mouth and sliding it against your stomach, saliva wiping against your warm skin. You nodded, sighing as he pressed up, hips catching and stuttering against it. 

Jeff slid the dildo against your folds, blood catching on the tip and spreading against your inner thighs. He smiled, enjoying how easy it was to push his knee under your thigh and open you up more, movements too lost in the feeling of the dildo halted against your entrance. Jeff held his thumb still, letting the dildo that was a little smaller than his own size begin to push into your aching cunt, cramps pushing out of the way and slowly fading into pleasure as the toy pressed into you. You groaned, a desperate ache of pain and pleasure soaking in as the dildo snugged your walls, pressing against your sensitivity. It just felt so good, entrance aching around the size but the thumb swiping against your clit made up for it. 

When Jeff’s fingers gripped around the base of the dildo and touched your folds, you knew it was bottomed out, cunt clenching tight around the intrusion. “Took it good, yeah? Basically pulled it in.” Jeff laughed, tugging the dildo out before slowly rocking it back in, angling the silicone up so it pressed just right against your swollen walls. You whined, back instantly pushing off of the mattress and arching into the feeling, the slowness tearing you apart. “Oh, God-” You groaned, tugging the sheets hard as Jeff fucked you painfully slow with the toy, watching close at how your body moved with it, hips rolling at every push of his hand. He had found a new kink just now, unfortunately. 

The killer continued to fuck you with the dildo, contorting and tugging the length so it stretched you nicely, thumb effortlessly making you flinch and squirm as he watched blood slowly leak from your tight entrance, pooling beneath you. It was satisfying, really, the further he pushed the toy the more blood spilled. In Jeff’s sicko brain, it reminded him of stabbing someone, digging his knife in and watching the blood just run, smiling at the irony of it all. He pushed harder.

You were loud now, tears running down your cheeks as you gasped at every shove of the dildo, sensitivity riding on every ounce of pleasure that overwhelmed your senses. Jeff was lost, busy watching your cunt and your screwed-up face, and couldn’t hear your silent sobs to stop or slow down, him only pushing harder. “Jeff- God- Wait, I’m… I think- Ah-” You mewled, letting your cunt squeeze down hard against the toy, walls aching as you came, body squirming and writhing as Jeff still bobbed it in and out as your cunt gushed. It took you sitting up, palming at his shoulders before he would stop, barely even realizing you had came until you were sobbing into his shoulder, dildo slipping out of your soppy cunt as you palmed at his jeans, his boner beckoning you. “Not… not enough. Need it.” You whined, words so jumbled and head so light Jeff thought you were losing it, eyes going wide as he realized what you meant. You still ached, still coming down from your orgasm but walls needing more, needing that relief from the pain again.

“Shit- Ah- Okay. Shit.” Jeff jumbled, stuttering as you eventually tugged his cock out of his jeans and began to stroke, leaning back and tugging him closer. He barely even had time, barely could get hard before you were holding his hips and begging him to push in, blood and your own arousal seeping around the tip of his cock nestled between your folds. “Okay, yeah. Shit-” He couldn’t even think to get a condom, couldn’t tell himself you were probably too post-nut high to realize you were too overwhelmed, but with those big eyes staring at him and your flushed cheeks pouting, he couldn’t help but groan his arousal as he pressed in. 

It was warm. Like, warmer than normal, warm. And you were tight too. Your walls fluttered around his cock, swelling against the length that curved and nudged deeper than the dildo, head falling back into the mattress as you moaned out. Jeff cursed, fists gripping your hips tight as he sunk in, watching the blood pool around his cock and seep down onto the towel, your entrance twitching and tightening with every inch that entered. “Needy, huh? You’re so tight, God-” He grunted, straining as he bottomed out and let your hips squirm against his, already beckoning him to move. It was like you were in heat, body more focused on how fast you could cum again than if you even wanted to. It turned Jeff on terribly bad. This version of you was exciting.

Like the dildo, he let his hips rock, bending his knees to angle into your cunt better and sink against your g-spot so nicely, leaving your arms clasped into his hair and dragging him down on top of you. Your skin was so hot, flushed deep as he locked his lips onto yours, rocking his hips into your soppy cunt and relishing in the way it gushed around him. He pushed up, digging his knees into the mattress and letting your thighs wrap around his back, his cock sinking further down and into you as your body contorted under him. You were scrunched, clasping onto his body desperately as you chased another orgasm, stomach fluttering and hips rocking with every movement. “So good- Can’t… Can’t hold on- Faster-” You huffed between slobber-filled kisses, letting Jeff dig his palms into the sheets underneath you and push his knees in deeper, letting his hips pull up much further and sink down just as deep. You were practically purring, mouth hanging open as Jeff bit into your jaw, nibbling the skin as he panted against you, shoving his cock into the hot glove of your cunt. 

“Beg me to fuck you and you’re still not satisfied. Jesus, woman.” Jeffrey grit through pants, leaning back off of you and digging his hands into your waist, tugging his legs further apart to open yours more before snapping his hips into your warmth, hearing the loud squelch and squirts as you writhed, moaning into your hands. Jeff smiled, clawing his hands to your tits and palming hard, letting you scratch and whine at his grasp about sensitivity and to let off, but he refused. You were so sensitive, so overwhelmed that the ache in your pelvis practically vanished, pleasure rippling through your body as you arched and squirmed against the cock quickly pressing down against every inch of your gummy walls. You were cumming again, sobbing as you scratched Jeff’s muscled arms and held on tight, letting his cock fuck you through your desperate orgasm and fight against the overstimulation that crept through your body. 

“There ya go, just like that. Don’t even gotta worry.” Jeff mewled, letting his cock sink deep and rest in your cunt, your walls clenching hard around him, fluttering as he twitched and ached inside of you, restraining to cum until your sobs quieted, little whines and gasp all that was left. “Did so good.” He grits as he tugged his cock out, the length soaked and stained in your blood and arousal, fist quick to grasp around and pump himself over you, watching as you panted with heavy eyes. The blood stained his hand, smearing as he came against your folds, letting his seed run and mix with your blood as he groaned, palming at your thighs. “Fuck.. yeah…” He smiled, rubbing his tip against your clit for good measure before tugging back, scooping the messy towel out and cleaning what he could. 

You were too sleepy to hear the bath run in the room over, body still twitching and relaxing as your cramps stayed at a dull roar now, pleasure overtaking them. Jeff scooped you up, his body bare now as he stripped the rest of your clothes, cutting the faucet off before sliding you both into the large tub, letting your back rest against his chest. You mewled, leaning back against his shoulder and letting your eyes flutter shut, rubbing the arms that wrapped around your waist. “Thank you.” You sighed, the hot water soothing your body nicely. “It was hot, so worth it.” Jeff chuckled, tucking your hair out of the way as he kissed your forehead. 

You knew he cared. He had strange ways of showing it, ever reluctant to become soft and vulnerable. But you relished the moments where he got close, like now. Maybe Jeff wasn’t the most affectionate, sappy guy to have, but it was more than enough for you. 

Even if he was terrible at showing affection, the dedication to you more than paid its part. 

This was a request by @bubbleduckie!

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[milkycarnations]

Hello everybody. This is a special request from a blog-viewer who asked to be anonymous. They requested Jeff and Nina smut with some breeding kink, so here's some of that. Enjoy!

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Love's Not Your Thing | Jeff the Killer x Nina the killer | .833k words

one-shot masterlist | mdni | cw: hatefucking, degradation, breeding, minor blood play, scratching, minor mentions of murder (but not sexual), character x character,

"Why do you have to be such a fucking dick, Jeff?" Nina screamed at him. He'd stolen a kill from her, again. She decided he'd done so one too many times and it was really pissing her off.

"Why do you have to be such a stuck-up cunt?" he yelled back. She fumed at him, letting out an angry squeal.

Their voices rang loud in the empty hallway. A frat house to be more specific, but it was now vacant - each soul scrubbed from existence after Nina and Jeff got to them. Surely, it was a coincidence that they both found each other so often? A coincidence that they both fought for who'd get the most kills, right? Had it also been merely a coincidence that they'd always end up fucking each other, too?

He pushed her against the wall, muddied with fresh, sticky blood. She barely felt it, mind wrapped around thoughts of him and - really - nothing else. She thought about the way his built arms tensed when he slashed his blade through skin, craved the way he puffed out his chest when he thought he was right. He was such a know-it-all.

"You sure didn't hate me when I killed them. Saw it in your eyes, you thought it was hot,"

“That's not true," she argued, "you're just trying to be a fucking show-off."

Lips slammed together. It had been routine. He bit hers until the skin tore - she didn't care. Their bodies rocked against each other, breaths hitched in unison.

"A show-off, yeah? You like to watch?"

"I'm not a pervert like you,"

"Would a pure soul be getting off to this? You’re no angel yourself. If I’m a pervert, you’re a slut."

She looked around her. Blood splattered the hall they stood in, bodies lay dead in the other rooms, and she had indiscernible gore stuck to her heeled boots. By all accounts, she shouldn't be getting off to this, but he always found the right things to say.

"What-fucking-ever," she deepened the kiss, pulling him in closer and grinding against his leg. He reciprocated, grinding himself against her. 

"That's all you got to say? C'mon, Nina."

For moments, they were absorbed in each other: bodies pressed together; teeth gnashing skin; tongue sliding over tongue. Nothing else in the world mattered. Their gasps and moans filled the hall. He was hard and she was wet and they both needed each other desperately. 

"If I knew that's all it would take to shut you up-" Jeff started but before he could finish, Nina interrupted.

"-Just fuck me already, I'm tired of this lame-ass foreplay."

He grumbled, finally ripping her pants down. Her panties came soon after, Jeff barely giving them an afterthought as he tore them off. Sizing her up, he pulled his cock out of jeans. She noticed that he'd done this every time. Purposely, she’d be more naked than he was. It was time for a change. Defiantly, she tugged away at his shirt until he finally gave in and pulled it over his head.

"Needy little brat,"

Kissing him on the lips again, she tried to quiet him. 

“Put your dick inside me already,” 

She let out a shaky moan as he slid in with no resistance. Suddenly, her feet left the floor as he held her against the wall. He set out at a fast and brutal pace. Both knew they only wanted a quickie. 

“Fuck,” she cried out, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Ruthlessly, she gripped onto his back, manicured nails digging into his flesh. As he pumped into her (finding her g-spot so quickly) she marked him until he bled. Trickles of red seeped into her cuticles and ran down the length of his back, but the pain spurned him on. 

“Come on, take it,” 

He knew she would. Nina’s legs curled to wrap around his waist, bringing him in closer. 

“Please?” she asked. The voice came out soft, merely a whisper. 

“Please, what?” he teased. 

“Please, fill me with your cum,” 

Embarrassed, she hid her head in the crook of his neck, biting down roughly. Fucking her faster, she couldn’t help but let tears line her eyes. She was overstimulated, but it was what she needed. She craved it. He felt her pulse around him. 

“Fuck, I’m gonna cum inside you,” 

She squeezed around him tighter, locking him in with her legs. Their cries mixed together as they came, his cum quickly dripping out of her pussy as he pulled away. Surprisingly, he leaned against her, letting his head rest on her. 

“You’re an asshole, you know that?” she muttered, breathless. 

“Uh huh,” was all he could manage in response. 

Once he finally pulled off of her, they went their own ways, cleaning themselves up. They were prickly people, unwilling to admit their attraction for one another, but there was one thing they could agree upon. 

“Same time next week?” 

No location had to be said. They would find each other, somehow.

[thediaryofaurora]

𐬽Kinktober - Day 2𐬾

Theme: Virginity loss / gentle fucking

Pairing: Homicidal Liu x virgin!reader

CW: NSFW, f!reader, anal

Word count - 1.1k

𐬾𐬽𐬾𐬽𐬾𐬽𐬾𐬽𐬾𐬽𐬾

It was a little after midnight, you and Liu had been sitting on the floor of his room for a few hours now. He’s been your boyfriend for a little over a month, really he’s the only person in the mansion you can get along with.

Ranting about how hard it’s been to acclimate to your life as a creep was the main topic, spilling all of your thoughts.

“Do you ever get used to it?”

You sighed, laying on his bedroom floor and looking up at his ceiling fan.

“No, but it gets easier.”

Liu’s voice was solemn and sweet, it’s clear that he cares, even if you’ve only talked for a few weeks. His brown eyes flicked over to you, watching you mindlessly stare up.

You sat up, looking over at him, leaning your head against the footboard of his bed frame. He continued laying there somberly, all the talk of this being your life now taking a toll on him too. His past and relationship with Jeff were clearly on his mind, and you wanted to fix that.

“Liu?”

Your voice brought him out of his miserating thoughts. Slowly he sat up beside you, resting his head close to yours and humming in response.

“Have you ever… done it with anyone?”

His head perked up, looking over at you once again. A nervous, slightly shocked smile forming on him face. “A few times. Have you?”

The topic had never really come up before, he just assumed a girl like you had to have had some action by now. But when you innocently shook your head at him, he wanted to make sure your first time was with someone who really cherished you.

He let out a gentle exhale, leaning into you before putting a hand on your cheek. His lips met yours, kissing you softly.

“Are you wanting to?” He whispered into your mouth, grabbing your hips and guiding you to sit on his lap.

You nodded eagerly, placing either of your hands on his jawline and the other in his hair. He moved his hands, caressing your back while he swiped his tongue against your bottom lip. His mouth worked perfectly against yours, so smoothly. You could only imagine what else he could do.

He pulled away, helping you stand up and leading you to lay down on his bed. You grabbed the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head and unbuttoning your pants before sliding them off. Liu looked down at you, your beautiful, almost bare form.

“Are you sure you want to do this, lovely?”

“Yes, yes please. I’m positive.”

With your affirmation he began undressing. He positioned himself at the bottom of the bed, spreading your legs before coming closer on his knees and aligning his hips to yours. Carefully he slipped off your underwear as you undid your bra, taking his pointer finger and gently caressing your slick.

His dick was already hard, the anticipation of getting to be your first overwhelming him as he slid his finger into your entrance. Stretching you out he eased another one in, you walls clenching his digits. A small moan escaped your lips, the feeling of his fingers working into you already enough to get you off.

He started curling his fingers, pressing right against your g-spot. You acclimated to the girth of them, grinding against his hand as he brought this thumb to your clit running slow circles. Just as he had started you were ready to cum, pulsating around his long fingers.

“Ah, ah…”

“That’s right baby, let it all out.”

His words tipped you off, your cum flooding around them. He brought them up to his mouth, licking your slick off of his hands before aligning his cock with your entrance.

He grazed his tip against your hole, feeling the pulses of your excitement before slowly pushing his head in. He leaned down to you, placing his forearms on either side of the mattress beside your head and shifting his weight to them as he slowly pushed it in. As delicate as he was trying to be it was still too much, his girth more than your pussy could handle.

“Wait wait wait-“

“I’m sorry, too much?” He cooed, placing a kiss on your cheek.

“No, no it’s okay.” You shook your head. You needed more, no matter how much it hurt.

He picked up his pace, easing himself in more and more with every thrust. Your moans and winces threw him off track, making his movements more and more eager to fill you.

“Liu, shit!-“

His dick finally hit your cervix, hitting it repeatedly every time he pushed back in. He was trying to be gentle, he really was, but it’s difficult to hold back when you’re on top of such a perfect body.

The knot in your core tightened, the pain finally melting away as your grind your hips up into him. Liu leaned closer, digging his face into the crook of your neck and yours into his. Your moans barely muffled by him, all shame you once had slipping away from you as you reached your climax. The feeling of your cum on his cock sent him over the edge, a few little moans escaping his lips and he pulled out.

He grabbed you by the waist and flipped you over, your ass sticking in the air, face first into a pillow. He rubbed his cock against your asshole, your come acting as a lube in preparation for him.

“What- what are you doing?” You were too exhausted to protest, your limp body perfectly relaxed for him to be able to slip his length in.

“Stay just like that, sweetheart.” His breath was shaky, eager to finish inside you as he ever so gently slipped his cock into your tight hole. You let out a loud wince, hands gripping his sheets beneath you as he continued to push himself in.

His movements started off slow, only forcing it deeper rather than pulling out. You quickly adjusted to it, his slick cock stretching you out with ease, and after a few thrusts his cum spilled into your hole.

Slowly he pulled out, picking you up and taking you with him to clean off.

𐬾𐬽𐬾𐬽𐬾𐬽𐬾𐬽𐬾𐬽𐬾

Kinktober Masterlist

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