Jason Voorhees X Reader - Tumblr Posts
hmmm OH i’ll work on a domestic thing of reader and jason voorhees just kinda livin on the lake. one part of a thing while he’s alive, another part of him when he’s undead
thatll be fun there’s not enough jason v domestic fics around huh
jealous slashers~!✧
With Michael, Brahms, Jason, Billy Loomis, Stu Macher, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Lester Sinclair, Thomas Sawyer, Sal Fisher, & Patrick Bateman
tags: gn!reader, jealousy, creepy men, unwanted attention/touching, uggestive and mature themes, gore/blood, violence, canon typical behavior, billy x reader x stu poly, rob zombie!mikey, I know Sal isn't exactly a slasher but he's my baby and needs to be included
Alexa, play Love to Die by the Slashstreet Boys
Michael
Rest in Peace to the poor, stupid man who thought it'd be a good idea to mess with the Shape's partner, and Michael had witnessed it all. How this man shoves you into an empty alleyway, the clatter of your groceries falling. The guy doesn't get much more than a few bruises and claw marks when Michael's knife slices through the back of the man's throat, protruding from the other end in a splash of blood. The Shape watches you wipe your bloody face off, not doing much but picking up three of your four fallen bags and tugging you into his side.
Brahms
Absolutely not. Brahms is fuckin' seething from his safe space sheltered behind the walls. Heavy breathing muffled by the porcelain mask, he watches with wild eyes as some idiot decides to break into the mansion whilst you were sleeping, and proceeds to hold you at knifepoint, effectively pinning you to the bed in what little nightclothes you wore. The unwanted guest and you are certainly going to know when Brahms is upset. There's banging on the walls coming from every direction that leaves the would-be burglar panicked and you slightly more comfortable.
"You're not allowed to be here," comes the eerily childlike voice Brahms has perfected. He crawls his way out from behind the large antique mirror. "I'll make sure you never come near them again." With a sudden slam, Brahms downs the intruder with a lead pipe repeatedly bashing the object until all that remains was brain matter and gooey blood. He drops the pipe with a huff and collects you into his arms, the cool porcelain biting onto the heat of your chest.
Jason
As the protector of the surrounding forest, Jason is always watching. He's omnipotent, he sees all. He seems to know where people are at all times and he can sense when you're in distress. Your shared cabin door left ajar sends his blood boiling and his heavy footfall increasing as he approaches your home. Barging in, Jason's pale eyes lock onto you and your assailant holding you by the throat. His thunderous steps are quick, slicing through the man with his machete and proceeds to lift him up while still pierced with the blade. The man gurgles, arms weakly reaching behind him in attempts to claw at Jason. All attempts were futile. He tossed the body to the side before he gently frets over you, his large hands soothing the fingerprints tarnishing your throat.
Billy & Stu
Rather snake-like the two will wrap themselves around you (they adore your personal space) and stare down whoever else demands your attention. Billy's arm hooks around your waist and Stu wraps himself around your shoulder, tilting your chin up with a single finger. "Is this guy bothering you, baby?" Looking like a shark that's tasted blood in the water, Billy's eyes grow more wild. He's already making a mental note of who and where this guy lives. The guy raised his hands in defense backing down the more the two stared at him, walking off completely.
"We're gonna take care of him, doll," Billy promises, kissing your cheek. Stu cackles lightly, tongue sticking out. They would strike tonight.
Vincent
There's no one Vincent trusts more to watch over you when he can't than his own two brothers. He had his hands full, turning Dalton and Wade into wax people. Nick and Carly were proving to be hard to get a hold of and there was still another tourist that needed to be taken care of.
But then Bo is telling him that the person escaped and he doesn't know where you were. His two worst fears confirmed. Vincent is soon on a wild hunt, trying to find you anywhere with Bo hot on his heels. He soon locates you, passed out with a bit of blood on your head. Your eyes slowly open as he touches your cheek, catching you as you wobble into his warm embrace. He shares a look with Bo who nods.
"I've got you, brother. Keep them here with ya. Wait til I'm back, ya hear?"
Bo
Out in public, he's all cordial and kind smiles. Especially if this is an intended victim. Some random person putting the moves on his partner is a huge no-no and one Bo doesn't take lightly. That person just warranted themselves a for sure death sentence and Bo isn't feeling too kind, so perhaps he'll drag things out, yeah? Touch what's his and you got what's comin' to ya.
"Can I see, baby? That bastard leave any marks on ya?" Bo strokes your shoulders, blue eyes drifting over your frame like water. He has every intention of marking every place that person touched, no matter if you tell Bo the guy only grabbed your arm. Once he has his mind set on something, he's gonna do it.
Lester
Unlike his older twin brothers, Lester is actually pretty chill. Especially in comparison to Bo. He doesn't think much of the people he's helping get into Ambrose knowing full well it's their final destination and Vincent and Bo will take care of things as they always have. What he doesn't like is some dude making a pass at you right in front of him. Can't he see the engagement ring on your finger? It leaves a sour taste in his mouth, watching with narrowed eyes as the small group heads towards the mechanic shop in search of a fan belt.
A familiar hand on his arm calms him down instantly. He turns to you and musters a weak smile as your hands slide around his torso from behind, leaning your cheek on his shoulder. "Y'alright?" Lester nods too quickly and unconvincingly, giving you a quick kiss. "Yeah, darl', always."
Thomas
Your partner is not unlike a bear, watching with wild eyes as one of Hoyt's new catches clasps onto you, their nails digging into your arms, and pinning you to the barbed fence. The cry of pain you let out has Tommy barreling towards you, chainsaw revving to life. A deep snarl echoes behind his mask and he wastes no time cutting down the poor soul with a single swipe of his motorized saw. Tommy turns it off and picks you up in his large arms as gently as he can. With his masked cheek leaning against yours, he carries you back towards the house. Mama Luda Mae will take a good look at you.
Sal Fisher
Honestly Sal isn't one to get jealous. He's pretty level-headed and understanding in most situations. He respects your choices and he's not gonna step on any toes or do anything drastic; Sal isn't a monster. However, if he sees some guy make a creepy pass at you and clearly overstep your boundaries, he won't hesitate to swoop in, looping his arm around your shoulders. His sharp blue eyes staring at the man from behind his prosthetic mask.
"Do we have a problem here?" His voice is cold, lacking any interest in what excuse the man finds. Sal's main focus will be on you, rubbing gentle, soothing circles into your skin. His main priority is to get you away from this sicko and would totally call in reinforcements from his brother Larry if need be.
Patrick
A jealous Patrick Bateman isn't a good scenario for anyone. Especially not with his deteriorating mental state. He trusts you explicitly, with his thoughts, ideas, and recreational hobbies that most would find distasteful. So when a colleague of his gets too big for his britches and unabashedly begins to flirt with you in his presence, Patrick finds it difficult to keep his boiling bloodlust at bay. The heat of his anger is getting to his head, the fierce emotions only swelling well it's clear how uncomfortable you look in that man's company. He must see to put an end to him quickly.
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"Are you alright, my darling? That man surely didn't know his place, did he?" Patrick places a hand at your back, guiding you out of the office party. "Let's get you home and into a nice hot bath, hmm? I'd rather not taste that swine on your lovely skin."
Being childhood friends with the Slashers
Slashers; Billy Lenz, Bubba Sawyer, Ghostface (Billy Loomis + Stu Macher), Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers (OG + RZ), Thomas Hewitt
To think that you were so close with them, it’s almost as if it weren’t coincidental.
• Billy Lenz
You only recall Billy as one of the only friends you had who had been so willing to try out all the weird dares back in middle school. You were fond of his strange antics, as it made you giggle at times. You kept his secrets as well, pinky promising him. Billy was really happy that day, his small hand holding yours the whole time. You never really thought you’d ever interact with him again after he had been pulled from public schooling altogether.
—
“___… ___’s here! Billy’s gotta call.. Right? Right! ___’s coming here!” Billy whispered under his breath, barely able to contain himself as he picked up the rotary right as you stepped inside the sorority home. He saw you from the attic window, your appearance remarkably the same, in which he identified in an instant. It made him giddy.
“Hello?” A voice responded. Someone that wasn’t you. Billy began to scream, his screams were calling for you all while he was simultaneously insulting the person on the other end. You were concerned, though you held the phone to your ear when one of the girls handed it to you teary eyed before exiting.
You didn’t expect to hear someone blabbering expletives and curses on the other end as he signed off with the name, ‘Billy’. What you didn’t expect was to recognise that voice, no matter how loud and unintelligible it was.
“Billy.. Billy..” That was when you realised, shock overtaking you. “Is that really you, Billy?” You murmured. You looked around the room nervously, though you were relieved that nobody was around.
“___!” He cheered, repositioning himself on his stomach as his kicked his legs. He was absolutely delighted to know you still remembered him, a coo escaping him.
• Bubba Sawyer
You had known the Sawyers since you were little, your family having been quite close with them as your father had been working at the same slaughterhouse as they did. With the automation of the slaughterhouse, your parents decided to move in response to it, much to your protests that went ignored. After moving away, contact with them began to lessen and got a lot more harder—though you missing them had gotten a whole lot more bigger, especially for Bubba. He was always so kind to you.
—
You didn’t expect your visit through the heart of Texas to have you running into the man you missed.
You saw that Bubba had been maskless, washing his face and his bloodied arms in the pond, maybe he was finished with butchering meat. The pond tugged at your heartstrings, seeing that it was where he and you always went to whenever your parents were busy.
“Bubba!” You hollered his name, your voice startling him at first. When he saw you, he was quick in running over to you. His pig-like squeals were amplified, wrapping his arms around you tightly. To the average person, those sounds from him would be unnerving—but you found it a familiar sort of assurance.
• Ghostface
• Billy Loomis
Billy was initially distant with you when you tried to talk to him at school, though he crawled back to you at the end of the day, shyly asking to be your friend in school. He would excitedly talk to you about movies, more specifically action. You reciprocated by rambling about the movies you’ve watched, too. Billy became something of a quiet protector, though, you two were already difficult to tear from one another in the first place, as it resulted in Billy being petty in the ways he sought for your attention. This friendship continued on until you made it to Woodsboro High, Billy making sure to keep his eye on you as he continued on with his plan.
—
Billy patted at the seat beside him, a smug smile across his features as he began to eat at his sandwich. You followed suit, setting down the books you had been holding onto from the previous class.
“How’s Mrs. Lake? She any good of a teacher?” Billy asked, chuckling at the sight of you huffing in frustration.
“Don’t even talk about it.. Anything you up to tonight?” You changed the subject, Billy catching onto it quickly, having known you for a long while. He nodded, a smile appearing now.
“I’m going to make a call tonight, nothing much, really.”
After answering, Billy returned to his sandwich after doing so, ending the conversation right after.
• Stu Macher
Stu had been dubbed as a problematic child long before you were even enrolled into the school. From what was honestly meant to be a day long interest in the new kid, Stu found himself quickly getting attached to you. He honestly craved the fact that you readily accepted him as he was and helped him focus on class in that really gentle way you did. Imagine his reaction when he heard the news that the school had offered you to be his aid in class, with you accepting it in a heartbeat? He was absolutely ecstatic. This arrangement continued until you two were in Woodsboro High, that fact itself had him quietly grateful.
—
“Uh, hey ___?” You hummed softly, indicating to him that you were listening. His tone alone already had you knowing what it was that he wanted. You quickly passed him your notes for him to copy down.
Stu smiled wide, patting your back as he always did. You knew that he couldn’t help the fact that he struggled finding ways to focus, so you always made sure to keep things easy for him to understand and recognise. By then, you always got the news from Stu as he boasted about the grades he had improving significantly.
“Andddd.. It’s all thanks to you~” Stu cooed, hugging you gently—which was uncharacteristic, but it showed how grateful he was.
• Jason Voorhees
You were practically attached to the hip with Jason, having been promoted to being his buddy throughout the time you were in camp. You didn’t mind it all. You met him purely by accident, being far more interested at the drawings he made at the bench that was behind the mess hall. Jason’s mother saw you, and the rest was history. You didn’t understand what was it with the others attending camp, but you made sure to protect him whenever you could from those bullies. You were pulled away from camp due to complications that you never knew. You honestly felt heartbroken when you found out what really happened.
—
Years passed.
No matter how long it had been, you couldn’t help but feel as if you failed Jason.
You shed many tears for him once you found out. If only you weren’t sick on that day, you could have stopped those cruel kids from throwing him in.
Here you were, resting white chrysanthemums on the bridge, right by the spot where it happened. It was quiet, as you would have expected, really.
You were startled by the sight of a hulking man donning a hockey mask as he stared at you.
What you didn’t expect was him dropping to his knees as if he didn’t want to intimidate you.
• Michael Myers
• ’78/OG
OG clung onto you similarly to a cat with a toy trapped in its jaws, unwilling to let go. His possessiveness over you was as prominent as it could possibly appear, making sure that he scared away the boys and girls who shyly came up to you in an attempt to play. You were his only playmate, never to play with another unless you wanted to betray him. That fact remained prevalent even after the incident on Halloween, due to your aura seeming unwelcoming to others ever since that day onwards.
—
You watched the news, overwhelmed with emotion as you read the headline over and over.
MICHAEL AUDREY MYERS: ‘EVIL INCARNATE’ PATIENT BREAKS OUT FROM SMITH’S GROVE SANATORIUM AFTER DECADE-LONG DORMANCY
“After all this time, you decide on escaping now.” You murmured, checking the calender. You sighed quietly at the coincidence. You felt a presence behind you a good few feet away, feeling eyes on your back. Having known Michael for as long as you did, a small smile now formed on your face.
“How fitting for you. Welcome home, Michael.” You whispered, turning around to face your friend after so long.
• RZ
RZ didn’t expect to make friends, seeing how it was his family that had him endure terrible treatment at school. He was surprised that you became someone who he felt protective over, being sure to keep an ear out for anybody who dare speak ill of you. While his size was puny in comparison to the other boys at school, he sure knew how to torment someone. RZ often pulled mean pranks, even going far to put his hobby of photography into the mix of the student’s bags. He even made sure to get the most gruesome shots to creep them out further. They stopped after a while, and he was never really caught per say… until that fateful night of Halloween, of course.
—
You didn’t know if it was purely by luck, but Michael found you as he basked in the aftermath of his murder spree. You were heading home, feeling eyes on you. You shivered, assuming it was due to a heightened paranoia ever since Michael had been taken away to the sanatorium.
You returned home, placing your keys on the side table. It was once you heard the back door creak open did you whip your head in its direction. Before you stood a man in a boiler suit who donned a white rubber mask. You remembered it all too well, knowing how it was one of a kind.
One thing that you knew especially was that mask your Michael wore on that Halloween night.
“Michael..” You muttered, his hand grabbed at his mask. He removed it, unveiling the long hair that he hid under it, further proving your statement. He stepped forward, his hand out for you to take.
• Thomas Hewitt
You were extremely close with the Hewitts, despite your parents warning you that it wasn’t for the best to form attachments; especially with people and places that aren’t permanent. You went ahead and did it anyway, being friends with Thomas Hewitt. He was the youngest of the Hewitt family and you learnt that he was really skillful with his hands in sewing. When you left you given Luda Mae your number for him to take. In exchange, he gave you a handmade handkerchief as his own version of goodbye to you right before you left, which made you cry on the spot. You kept in touch with him regularly as you moved, your relationship with him remaining as close as ever despite the distance.
—
“Guess what, Tommy!” You said, holding the phone closer to your ear as you felt your excitement course through you.
A grunt of curiosity escaped him, allowing you to elaborate on your words. He was in his bedroom, his head tilted to the right to avoid holding the phone as he sewed.
“I’m passing through Texas for something. Do you know what it means, Tom?” You asked giddily, your voice airy and light—indicating your elation. Thomas perked up at that, a few chuffs from him as if he wasn’t sure about it entirely, but a good feeling began to form.
“I’m going to meet—no, I’ll be meeting you soon!” You answered, unable to keep it quiet any longer.
Thomas paused on his sewing, making sure he heard that right.
“We’re finally going to be able to catch up face to face after—how long has it been? Ah, it’s been so long…” You sighed as you moved on to ramble what you could do.
With that confirmation, Thomas reacted with his foot thumping against the wooden flooring excitedly.
Sure, Hoyt was annoyed, but Thomas couldn’t care in that moment.
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Slashers w/ a S/O that looses consciousness throughout the day
Jason Voorhees:
This boi will loose his shit when he hears a thump next doors. He rushes over to your side in an instant and when he sees you laying on the floor, he immediately reacts. He will carry you to your shared bed and watch over you until you wake up.
Please wake up soon, this precious boy can't handle too much stress.
Though his mother tells him to calm down and check up on you, he still is hella nervous and scared that you maybe won't wake up.
When you do, he brings you into a bear hug, nearly crushing the life out of you.
After that, he demands an explanation of what happened. And you explain that you've had it for the past 3 years, but didn't dare to tell Jason. (Or just forgot cause thats something that would happen to me with my flamingo brain:'))
He will constantly hover over you, making sure that you're okay. And if you need something, he'll get it for you. No exception. Even if you tell him that it isn't necessary, he will do it anyways. Because he loves you and doesn't want you to faint and then accidentally hit your head.
Michael Myers
Michael hears the low thud from the kitchen, and looks over. You were cleaning dishes from breakfast when you lost consciousness.
He walks over to the kitchen, just to see you passed out on the floor, with a bleeding nose.
Without a second thought he lifts you up in his strong arms and turns the water off, cause bills n stuff. He carries you over towards the couch in the living room and puts a cold flannel on your forehead and a tissue on your nose to whipe away the blood.
When you wake up, Michael checks you over again, looking for injuries, then he'll take your hand in his large one and look at you with a stern look, demanding an explanation.
After you explain to him, he, like Jason, won't leave your side. He'll watch over you and make sure he can catch you when you faint before you hit the ground.
His possessiveness and overprotectiveness would just grow towards you. And good luck with that cause now you ain't going anywhere alone anymore.
Bubba
You were with him in the basement, watching him craft new masks when you suddenly sacked together and nearly fell off the high bench.
Bubba managed to catch you just in time and whined when you didn't react. He carries you upstairs to your room and lay you down. He'll watch over you and wait till you wake up.
Once you do, he nearly strangles you in a bear hug, holding you close to his chest and not letting go for solid 5 minutes.
You tell him that it's alright and that you're fine. Then you explain to him.
After that, he won't let you go out alone. Afraid that you could faint in the texan heat and maybe some travelers will pick you up and take you with them away from him.
So you got your own Guardian with you all times.
Thomas Hewitt
You and Thomas were checking the traps when you suddenly fainted. He immediately picked you up and brought you back to the house.
Luda Mae took care of you, while Thomas hovered in the back, stressing himself with the possibilities of what could happen. Maybe you were dying, maybe you were already dead. Poor boy.
But after Luda Mae reassured him that you were alright, he calmed down. So, he waited for you to wake up. After about half an hour you stirred and fluttered your eyes open.
As soon as he saw that, he tackled you into a bear hug, burrying his face into your neck.
After that he looks you dead in the eye, demanding an explanation. So you do.
He will NOT let you out alone anymore. Even the others still keep an eye on you when Thomas is out.
Be ready for cuddles when you faint and wake up again. Cause the boi needs love, so give him all the love you have.
Freddy Krueger
He hears the thump from your room and goes to investigate it. Then he sees you. At first hes amused, then he realizes that you aren't playing with him.
He picks you up and brings you to your bed, waiting and wondering why the frick you fainted.
When you woke up, he immediately started "What the fuck was that?"
(He's pissed cause he cares about you;))
After you explain to him, he'll keep a close eye on you, checking if you're okay, if you need something or if you are hydrated.
It's sorta cute how much he cares about you. And you tell him. But he waves it off, hiding his bright blush under his hat.
The boi is so blushy
Michael would be the kind of guy to just kill you when you sneeze too often. (Or if you breathe too loud)
Meanwhile Jason would be worried half to death bc he thinks you're dying.
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Slashers’ Reaction to Getting High
@elliotenabled: The idea of Michael getting high and just…staring at his knife amuses me greatly. I’d really love to know all the slashers response to getting high xD
Jason Voorhees
He’d have deep thoughts. Have you ever noticed how bright the stars are? They’re just…billions of suns. What if one of them has its own earth? And what if that earth has its own (Y/N)? And what if it has its own Jason and (Y/N)? *Reaches out to hold your hand*
Is this why people get high? Oh…he sees it, now. *Pats his masked face, smushing his nose down in the process* (Y/N)? (Y/N), he can’t breathe! *Starts shaking with giggles* Oh wait, that’s cause he was smushing his face… *Continues giggle-smushing*
Thomas Hewitt
You’re so beautiful, (Y/N). No! So handsome… No! So…(Y/N)…you’re so (Y/N)-esque, (Y/N). *Grins like a stoned fool* He’d play with his own hair then try to braid it into yours. Together forever…
He’d try to make you a gift. Emphasis on try. You deserve something wonderful–like you! But what? Oh! How about a leather bracelet? But what if you don’t like human leather? *Puppy-face-levels of sadness*
He’d get playful. Really playful. Are you on a walk? (Because you didn’t want Hoyt ruining your high?) Oh, (Y/N)…guess who’s about to get tickled! *Chases after you, intent on making you squeal with laughter*
Michael Myers
Stares at his knife for an entire hour. So sharp, so deadly, so…shiny. *Turns it this-way-and-that in the light, admiring its reflective properties*
Stares at his own reflection. His eyes are like bottomless pits of blackness surrounded by an arctic ocean of blue… *Imagines drowning victims in his eyes* And his hair…is like a lion’s mane. *Bares teeth and studies his canines* Yes, he is the king of beasts–the most deadly of all Michaels.
Brahms Heelshire
He’d be very cuddly. Eskimo kisses are his weapon of choice. Wrapping you both up in a fuzzy blanket, he’d rub his face against you. Oh, your skin is so soft, (Y/N)!
Takes too much…turns into an utter dumpster fire. That is Brahms. Paranoia, anxiety–anxious paranoia with a touch of panic. (Y/N)?! Where is his (Y/N)?! *Finds you literally making him a PBJ because it’s what. he. asked. for* Oh, sweet (Y/N)! He thought he’d lost you forever! *Rushes forward to embrace you* Never leave his side again!
Slashers with a s/o that also kills
A/N~FINALLY ABLE TO POST! ITS BEEN SO LONG AND FINALLY EXAMS ARE DONE! ❤️
Michael
He had just finished his killing spree. He was simply walking through the street when he saw a single person just walking on the path, why not just have one more kill? However, when that person walked past the alleyway, you jumped out and attacked the poor local. Blood went absolutely everywhere from your brutal murder. He was angry that you took his last kill from him but he was beyond intrigued. After a few weeks of stalking, you both patterned up your killing and spent time together. As neither of you spoke or liked physical contact, you both just assumed you were in a relationship after a while. It was fun for him to have a little murderer partner.
Jason
When he first saw you killing teens in his forest, he was very confused. How could someone as sweet looking as you enjoy something so violent? So after that, every time you killed, he gradually joined until you practically became a duo. That soon formed into a loving and murderous relationship! Pamela was always worried about you but Jason turned into a complete mother hen. If you needed to satisfy your blood lust, go ahead, but he is always watching and following you to make sure you are safe. After all, he can't have something as important and as loving as you to leave him! He wouldn't be able to handle that.
Thomas
You both met when he was walking down the road with his trusty chainsaw and you were in a field casually killing someone. When you both looked at one other, you both had a nonverbal agreement that you won't hurt each other. He took you home and Luda loves you! Hoyt was very reluctant to let you in the house, but another killer meant that more food could be provided and more house work could be done. Tommy would never pressure you into eating their type of food but he does make sure that you stear clear of most of his work in the basement. He can't risk something happening to you! You find your use by luring victims to the house or killing them yourself before hand. He loves you and so does his family.
Bubba
Poor baby is scared of you at first. What if you hurt him!? He knows his brothers won't protect him, but when you protect him from his brothers? He's in love. He was struggling to kill a victim but you helped him out, now he's keeping you! He loves it when you kill together and smothers you in kisses and happy babbling. He also loves it when you do his make up and make him look all pretty! Let him do yours though. Bubba does worry about you when you go off to kill, not just because you might get hurt but also if you might leave him. But when you come back with a new victim and a bag full of new make up he's over the moon!
Billy + Stu
They were a bit shocked to see you do something like that but when you ask to join them they absolutely love it. Both of them find it very sexy, seeing you all bloody and breathing heavy. They aren't to worried about whether or not you get hurt, they are just scared of people figuring out who you are and what you have done. If one of you does get hurt, the remaining two of you are the new household parents. However it does get inappropriate when they both call you certain names when it's your turn yo be the parent. Overall, the mischief that you all cause is so much fun and they feel so lucky to have you with them!
Heyoooo, it’s me 👋
could you maybe slashers w a s/o that loves to ride motorcycles, dirt bikes and quads?? You don’t have to of course! :D
A/N~OF COURSE, THIS IS SUCH A COOL IDEA AND DEFINITELY SOMETHING I LIKE AS I WANT TO GET A MOTORBIKE! HOPE YOU ENJOYED! ❤️
Michael
When he first saw you on your vehicle, he thought that I matched your character quite well. It was something he didn't really expect from you but he was pleasantly surprised. He thinks it's quite cool and at night when everyone on your street it asleep, don't be surprised to be woken up to the engine starting and seeing him driving up and down your road on it. It's quite funny to be honest, seeing a blank masked man driving something like that. He does get quite skeptical though because it could provide you with an easy get away from him.
Jason
He doesn't like it at first because it's what some of the teenagers ride on when they invade his forest. However, he warms up to it eventually but he's worried that he would damage it or hurt you. One time he was giving it a trial run when some teens came by. Long story short, he got the killing job done much faster. He might start using it to catch up to victims if you give him permission to. However, he is scared about the damage that the fumes do to the animals and trees.
Thomas
He's not really a fan but as long as you are happy, he's happy. He thinks the noise is a bit excessive but when he sees you transport victims to his house, he can't help but fall in love with you more and thank the vehicle for the job. He's happy to watch you ride around but he's a bit scared to go on it himself. Even if you offer to go with him he will politely decline. He likes it for its mass transportation but that's about it.
Billy + Stu
They both think it's so cool! They want to ride it immediately, whether it's with you or not. They will definitely put the speed limits to the test. Your ride ends up being used more by them then it does you! You don't mind though, it keeps them preoccupied. Billy got his own personalised helmet to match yours, this led Stu to get the most hideous print on his own helmet. But you don't say anything to hurt his feelings. In short, they absolutely love it!
It's me again! XD This time it's not an aot request, but I'm curious to try to request something with slashers, here it is: how the slasher would react to a s/o who hid a pregnancy from them like they come back to their lair and find out their s/o gave birth on her own, like they find her with a newborn baby in her arms right after birth and they didn't know she was pregnant.
I know this is weird, you can choose to not write it if it's too cringe for you.
A/N~HI MY LOVE! I LOVE THIS IDEA AND HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT! 🥰❤️
Michael
You were very grateful that your bump didn't show to much, you weren't sure how he would react to finding out you are pregnant. You started having contractions during the day and by the time Michael left for his nightly killing spree, you were left to give birth by yourself. It was horrible and torturous but you managed to give birth to a beautiful baby girl. You cleaned her up after a while and sat proped up against the wall on your shared bed with her all wrapped up in your arms. An hour or so later, you heard the door of the house slam shut as Michael's heavy footsteps came up the stairs. You didn't pay him any attention as you were still to focused on your baby girl. As soon as he opened your bedroom door he just froze. How the fuck do you have a baby? Where did it come from? Who's is it? You ushered him over as to not wake her up. "We have a baby now Mikey! Isn't she beautiful? She has your eyes!" He couldn't wrap his head around the situation. He didn't know how exactly to feel about it either but with the happy smile that was etched on your face as you admired your child was to priceless. He now has a family that he is going to cherish forever.
Jason
Poor baby was clueless when you started to be sick and eat more. He just figured that you were sick and needed to do your own thing to heal. However, Pam noticed pretty much straight away and decided to keep the secret aswell. Jason had been out for most of the day and you were laying at home experiencing the most excruciating pain ever to deliver this baby in an old and moldy cabin. It was horrible but worth it when the struggles stopped and your beautiful baby girl arrived. You decided that you were going to name her after Jason's mother. When he got back to the cabin, he saw the back of your head leaning down whilst sitting on the sofa. He just walked over and froze like Michael. You haven't cheated on him have you? How is this baby hear!? He's so scared bless him. After a thorough examination from you, he understood but was a but hurt that you felt the need to hide the pregnancy from him and that Pamela knew all along. He was as happy as ever though when you told him her name.
Thomas
You are incredibly sneaky if you can hide a pregnancy from him. I don't think it would be possible as you never leave the house and you are stuck with the same people day in and day out. I think Luda would notice after a while and end up telling the whole family. She's just so excited that the Hewitt name is growing! Poor Tomny felt like he was going to faint, he's always been a family man and is beyond happy that you're carrying his child. The whole family is supportive and understanding throughout the pregnancy but Mama Mae thought it was necessary for only her to deliver the baby and be in the room with you. Even Hoyt was excited to see the little bundle! Your screams are the only ones that haunt Thomas but as soon as he was allowed into your room, I was all worth it. Your cradled your baby boy to your chest as the poor man stumbled over. He did it, you did it, he finally has the family he has always wanted.
Billy + Stu
These guys are so wrapped up in other things that they definitely didn't notice that you were pregnant. Much to your relief. Your delivery was horrible, the boys had just got back from a hunt and decided to watch a scary movie. All whilst you were upstairs on your shared bed squeezing a person out of you! It wasn't until your screams echoed around the house that they rushed upstairs. They didn't know how to help seeing as they didn't know you were pregnant, but when your little boy finally arrived, everything went silent. They were actually very happy and excited about having a baby! Sure with their hobby, it can be dangerous to have a kid around but with an amazing mother like you, everything will go well. They got the family They never knew they needed.
Hey! Yeah, you got it... another request, but slashers: how would they react to a chubby s/o? Like they find out reader looking at their stretchmarks in the mirror and saying they hate themselves
A/N~I HAVE STRETCH MARKS TO SO I DEFINITELY FEEL LIKE I CAN MAKE ALL THE READERS COMFORTABLE 🥰
Michael
He doesn't care at all about your body image. No matter how insecure your are, he loves you for you, not the way you look. However, when he sees you looking at yourself in the mirror, he got really confused as to why you don't like the way you look, you look fine to him. He would probably just walk off and not do anything but being aware of this, he will try and make you feel better by leaving little gifts.
Jason
He's really sad when he catches you looking at yourself in such a way, he always thinks about how horrible he must look himself, but seeing you think you look bad makes him ache. He will immediately go over to you and smother you with affection, do the same with him though, he's even more secure. He wants nothing more than to be able to tell you how something as beautiful as you somehow ended up with someone like him.
Thomas
He has the same problem but chooses not to let people acknowledge it. Once he sees you looking at yourself, he will just hug you and trace his fingers all over them and any other part of your body that you are insecure about. When he gets comfortable with you, he will probably share his insecurities. When you tell him he's beautiful the way he is, he does the same to you.
Billy + Stu
They both think they really suit you and make you look pretty. It's as fascinating as tatoos to them and the love to trace their fingers over them. When they see youvlooking in the mirror, they tell you that they look really cool and there is nothing to be ashamed of. To try and cheer you up, they share their own insecurities with you and make sure that you all spend the rest of the day with each other.
Slashers/monsters: exists
All of us:
"my child is fine"
dude, your child finds comfort in horror movie characters
Intimacy Doesn’t Have to be Violent (4+1 w/ GN! Reader)
@cyanide-latte @bisexual-horror-fan @s1mping4slashers @tinalbion
I thought you guys might like to read this, even if Jason isn’t your cup of tea. This is around 7k words, I’ve got my hat on backwards, and it’s time to fucking party.
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They’d been with Jason for a while, living at Camp Crystal Lake and enjoying their time together. Just the two of them as long as nobody wandered onto the campground. But even if there were, Jason took care of that rather quickly.
But over time they’d started to become restless. They knew that when they got together with Jason it would be difficult at times due to his mother’s influence on him, but it was only now really starting to get to them. Shifting in their seat only made it worse, accidentally providing stimulus where they wanted to be touched. Sex was a part of their love language, and lately they hadn’t been getting the kind of loving they craved.
Being the go-getter they were, they got up and went to go find Jason. He’d been out checking his traps, wanting to make sure they were still set and if he needed to move them then he would. Walking down one of the nature trails for about seven minutes out they ended up finding him setting up a bear trap in the dead center of the trail, covering it with fallen leaves.
Waiting until he was done and standing up again, they spoke up. “Hey Jason?” He turned and looked to see his significant other watching him from a few feet away, with a questioning look on their face. He gave a nod and grabbed his machete from the ground, ready to use it to write in the dirt.
Well, here goes nothing. “We’ve been together for a while and I um...I was wondering if you’d want to take the next step with me?” they asked. What they hadn’t been expecting was the intense shake of his head in the negative. It wasn’t the answer itself that had them curious, but the ferocity that the answer came from. “No? Why not?” they asked, making sure to keep all judgement out of their questions.
Using his machete Jason wrote something in the dirt.
Mother says it’s violent.
“Violent?” they asked, eyes wide in concern. But then they thought about it. “Yes, I suppose it could be violent, but that’s not what I want from you. Sex shouldn’t be violent unless both partners agree to have it be that way, so they can practice their kinks safely. But I know that’s not always how things turn out sometimes.”
The air between the two was thick as the words stayed between them. Breaking the silence once more, they spoke again. “I can show you if you want. That sex doesn’t need to be violent.”
Jason’s hold on his machete tightened, uncomfortable and unsure of what to think. His mother had never been wrong about anything, but here his partner was saying they could show him that his mother was wrong about one thing. But he wanted his partner to be happy, and he didn’t want to hinder their happiness by saying no again. So instead he asked a question: If we were to, what would you have us do?
Happy that he was asking questions and not immediately shutting down the idea, they explained that it would be a slow process, that he would be able to dictate when they stopped if he was uncomfortable, and that they could establish a safe word for them and a safe action for him. Leading him back to their cabin, they continued to tell him all of the important things that came with sex and communication, what some of those things did, and how they would be able to help make the process easier and feel better for those involved.
After a full night of talking about the plan, Jason agreed.
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Tonight was the first night that they were going to initiate him into their version of intimacy. Making sure that everything was in its specific place in the bedroom, they undressed and then put on their silky black robe that just barely covered everything. Opening the door to the bedroom, they called out. “Jason, everything’s ready.” they called, and with anxious footsteps Jason wandered into the room.
The room was lit with candles, there was soft music playing from his significant other’s phone, and there was an array of items on the nightstand next to the bed. Feeling a hand on his mask, it pushed his head to look at his lover. “First step is we get undressed.” they instructed softly before lowering their hand to grasp his and give it a comforting squeeze. Getting up the nerve to do so, Jason first took off his gloves, letting them drop to the floor. Then off came his jacket and his lover smiled, happy that he was willing to try this with them. He loved seeing that smile.
They helped him get undressed once his jacket was off, and once his skin was completely bare they had him lay down on the bed. Once he was laid down, they climbed up over him, sitting on his lap as they looked down at him. “Alright darling, the last thing is your mask.” they said, moving a hand to rest on the material. Reflexively he grabbed their hand and stilled it so they couldn’t take it off, but despite grabbing firmly, he didn’t hurt them.
“Do you trust me, Jason?” they asked softly as they looked into his eyes. He slowly nodded, but didn’t remove his hand from theirs. Bringing his hand up, they pressed soft kisses to it. “I love you, and I would love to see and appreciate all of you.” they said gently.
His eyes watered at their tenderness. He had been so luck to find a partner like them. Removing his hand, he closed his eyes and let them take off his mask. He opened them when he heard his lover speak. “There you are. You’re so beautiful Jason.” they said, placing their hands on his face, using their thumb to wipe away a stray tear. Jason noted that their hands were soft.
Once Jason was completely undressed, they got off of him and stood to the side of the bed, untying the ribbon that held the robe shut. It opened and they shrugged the soft garment off, exposing themselves to Jason as much as he exposed himself to them. Jason’s eyes grew wide with shock at how beautiful his lover was with their muscle and their body’s shape, and held his hands out so they could climb on his lap again. They gave a chuckle and eagerly made their way back onto his lap, sitting themselves down on it and his hands immediately resting on their waist to help steady them.
“Tonight is about getting to know each other’s bodies, Jason. Touch me freely.” they said before moving their hands to rest at his torso as they gaze down at him. His chest and torso were covered in scars from all of the fights he’d been in, but seeing as his lover was able to see his face as beautiful he felt that they’d see his scars as beautiful too. His thoughts were proven to be true when they leaned down and pressed kisses to the scarred flesh.
His hands wandered up their waist, and touched his lover’s chest. He squeezed the flesh there lightly, testing out what to do, and when they gave a soft moan he knew he had done something right. The more he squeezed and massaged their chest the harder their nipples got until they didn’t get any harder, the nubs insistently poking at his hands. Just to test it out, he took one between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it. In return he got a gasp, and looking up at his love’s face he saw that their eyes were bigger. Or, not their eyes, but their pupils. They were wider.
They then ran their hands up to his own chest and started to play with his nipples in return, and he understood what it was they were feeling. It was odd, but he didn’t mind the feeling. He almost enjoyed it. Running his hands down they rested on his lover’s hips, seeing if squeezing those would give his love pleasure too. They moaned when he squeezed their hips, and instinctively moved them to grind against his thigh. His hands gripped them then, stopping their movement and it was then that they realized what they were doing.
“Sorry darling. I got caught up.” they apologized. Relaxing his grip, he gave permission for them to do so again if they wanted. Shaking their head, they moved off of his lap and positioned the both of them so they were both on their sides facing each other.
“This is for us to get to know each other’s bodies, not about release.” they told him as they let their hands wander again, this time up and down his back. His hands followed suit and wandered up and down their back, stopping respectably at their hips which caused them to chuckle.
“You can touch me down there if you want. You can touch my butt too, I don’t mind.” they recommended. Taking them up on the offer, his hand moved forward and down to touch them where they wanted. His partner gave a pleased sigh at being touched, and he continued to explore, lightly pressing against some things, rubbing against others, all of which seemed to pleasure his lover.
“Can I touch you too Jason?” they asked, gesturing to his cock, which had grown to be half hard due to his exploration. Giving a nod, he watched as they wrapped their hand around his shaft, ran their fingers up and used their thumb to rub at the tip, then move down to fondle his balls. He enjoyed the feeling the touches gave, and he noticed that he got fully hard from it. Jason wondered if this was how his love felt when he touched them. Looking down it certainly seemed that they were also prepared. He knew what sex entailed, but he didn’t know how to go about it or anything like that. But knowing that his partner would be there to help him through the process quelled his anxieties.
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The second night came about two weeks or so after the first. The setup was the same as last time, but as he took off his clothes this time around he wasn’t as anxious about what they’d be doing. He trusted his partner and he knew that they wouldn’t do anything to hurt him, and he wouldn’t do anything to hurt them either.
“Tonight we’re going to explore hand stuff.” they told him. He tilted his head. Hand stuff?
“It’s like what we did towards the end of our first session, but add more purposeful movement and release.” they explained, seeing that he seemed confused.
Nodding, they both got into the same position as last night facing each other and laid in the bed. They put their leg up to wrap around his hips, and looked him in the eye. “You ready, honey?” they asked. He nodded again and then pointed to them. Smiling at his thoughtfulness, they nodded too. “I’m ready.”
Together they moved their hands down and started to fondle each other. Rubbing him until he was fully erect, and then starting to pump his shaft. It was large, and while it wasn’t the biggest they’d ever seen it had girth enough to still be very pleasurable. Lucky them, for it would’ve truly been tragic if the previously non-sexual man had been the owner of the perfect penis to be used by no one.
The room was filled with their moans, and the creak of the bed each time Jason bucked his hips into their touch or shifted a bit because of the pleasure they were giving him. “You’re doing so well, Jason. You learn very quickly.” they complimented, and since the mask was off of his face they could see that he was starting to blush under the praise. Potential kink, maybe. Definitely something to be saved for later to try out.
Deciding to spice it up, Jason leaned in and pressed a kiss to his love’s lips as he fondled them and used his thumb to stroke their sensitive spot. Moaning into the kiss, their leg moved higher on his hip and their own movements quickened. Feeling some fluid at his tip, they swirled it over his head and continued to pump him.
Pulling away from the kiss, he let out a shakey breath as he felt himself clench, almost like a ball of something was building up and coiling.
“You close, baby?” they asked him, noticing the signs his body was giving them. Jason nodded. Close to what, he didn’t know, but he was definitely close to something.
“Then let me take care of you.” they said before repositioning him onto his back and them straddling his lap again, continuing to stroke him and gazing down at him as they did so.
The work his love was doing felt good. It felt so good. He didn’t know how long this feeling was going to last for, or what it would lead to, but if it felt anything like this he wasn’t going to complain.
His hands gripped the sheets as he watched his lover finish him off, and suddenly that clenching feeling released, and his eyes widened as pleasure overtook him. If his vocal chords had been in tact he would’ve cried out due to the pleasure he felt.
They stroked him a few more times to lengthen his climax, but when he started to fidget they stopped, instead looking at the white mess he made their hand and his torso. It was a rather impressive amount, but they supposed a first climax would do that. Bringing their hand up to their lips, they licked off some of the cum on it.
Tilting his head as he watched them, he felt both confused and proud. It was his cum that they were tasting, but why? Did it have nutritional value? Maybe it tasted good? He took a finger and ran it through one of the white streaks on his torso before bringing it to his mouth and taking a lick...
...before promptly choking on it. He gagged before forcing himself to swallow it and shook his head. His lover chuckled and continued to lap up the cum on their hand. “It’s a flavor you have to get used to before you start to like it.” they said.
Moving his partner to his side again, he then went to work to get them off too. It wasn’t fair for only him to experience pleasure like that, especially when they worked hard to get him there.
“You know Jason, sex doesn’t always have to be a give and take situation. But if you’re so eager to please me, I’ll allow it this time.” they said, resting their now cleaned hand on their stomach as they watched him start to work them over. As the pleasure began, they closed their eyes and tilted their head back a little on the pillow. “There you go baby, just like that.” they complimented, deciding that doing so now while they still had the ability to speak coherent sentences would be best.
Gasps, sighs, and moans were brought out of their mouth, and Jason lived for hearing them. They were beautiful strewn out on his bed like that, on display for him and only him, and providing him sounds that he didn’t want anybody else to hear ever again. One hand worked them over, and the other moved to help him sit on his knees before running it over his lover’s chest and playing with their nipples like last time. The moan they released was more than enough of a reward to keep doing it, so he did. Leaning down he pressed kisses to his lover’s body, tweaking their nipples and rubbing them the way they liked.
They wrapped an arm around him to hold onto him as they got closer to climax. “Jason, don’t stop.” they whined. Ha, as if he would when he was bringing them as much pleasure as they gave him. He noticed their breathing quicken, their body twitch and stiffen up, and as they cried out in their climax he saw them fall apart. Jason quickly fell in love with seeing them fall apart, the sight ingrained into his memory as he kept rubbing them without realizing he zoned out.
“Nuh uh. No, stop.” they said, snapping him out of it. As their hand moved down, it stopped his, pulling it away from their genitalia. “It felt amazing, honey, but it’s too much now.” they told him before pulling him in for a kiss.
If sex was going to feel like that, Jason knew that he wasn’t going to be so afraid of it when they ended up going all the way. Especially if it meant that he could make his love feel like that again too.
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Jason’s third night started after he got out of the shower about a week later. He’d gotten bloody and dirty chasing after some campers, and he didn’t want to be seen by his love drenched in the blood and viscera. They deserved better than that. So having gotten out of the shower, now clean everywhere, he had gone into the bedroom to get dressed into some clothes that weren’t ruined. But he was surprised when he saw his love knelt down on the floor facing the doorway waiting for him.
“Welcome back, honey.” they said with a smile on their face before crawling on all fours to him, sitting back on their knees again and looking up at him as they rested their head on his thigh. Instinctively his hand moved down to rest in their hair, gently petting their head affectionately. “I want to show you something tonight.” they said, to which the petting stopped and his head tilted in curiosity.
“We’ve gotten to know each other’s bodies, and last time we explored hand stuff. I was thinking tonight I could show you oral stuff.” his lover explained, gently rubbing a hand on his other thigh. His dick twitched at the thought of being pleasured like he had been last week, and he nodded at their suggestion. To which they grinned. “Excellent.”
Getting up, they peeled off the towel he’d been wearing to reveal that he had started to get hard. Bringing him to the bed they had him sit up against the head board with some pillows behind his back so he’d be comfortable. “This makes it easier for me. I don’t get as much jaw pain this way.” they said before trying to move down to prepare him, only to be stopped by a hand on their cheek.
Jason looked at them, concerned when they mentioned pain. Wasn’t sex not supposed to be violent? Why would they be in any pain? Or allow and accept such pain?
Placing a hand over his, they leaned into his touch. “When a person has their mouth open it can cause the muscles there to ache when it’s done for a longer period of time than usual. I haven’t had to keep my mouth open for a while, so my muscles probably won’t like it too much. But I do.” they told him, moving their head to press a kiss to his palm.
Hearing his partner out, he removed his hand after it was kissed and he rested it at his thigh, allowing them to do as they pleased. Using their hands they pumped his shaft until he was at full mast, then they pressed some kisses to the tip and his shaft. “I’m going to make you feel good Jason, don’t worry. I think you’ll like this.” they said before poking their tongue out and licking the underside of his cock.
His eyes shut momentarily in pleasure, his dick throbbing under her simple lick. He felt their tongue lick all over his shaft, getting it wet with their saliva. It was an odd but likable feeling, but his eyes popped open as they took him into their mouth, the wet heat sliding down over him feeling really good. Jason looked down at his love, and saw them looking back up at him with his dick in their mouth.
He had to look away.
Oh fuck, was that hot. If he wasn’t careful he could’ve almost climaxed from that. But he didn’t want to embarrass himself --he’d heard a couple of guys from earlier that day mention that girls didn’t like it when guys came too early-- and he knew his lover deserved better than to have him cum early.
But with them looking like that, it was quite the pressure.
As he looked away, his gaze went back to them when they started to suck. Jason could feel their mouth and throat clench around his cock whenever they would swallow around him, and he moved his hand down to rest on their head. Not guiding, not pulling on their hair, but resting it there. The only sounds in the room were the slurp sounds of sucking, his lover’s pleasured moans, and the creak of the bed as Jason twitched and squirmed in the bed, unable to keep still under their pleasurable torment.
As he got closer to his climax under their hard work, his hold on their hair would tighten, but he would stop short because he didn’t want to hurt them. Pulling off of his cock to replace the stimulus with their hand, they looked up at him. “You getting close, baby boy?” they asked as his dick throbbed. He nodded and then their lover went back down, sucking him faster and swallowing around him more frequently.
He felt that feeling building up in his body again with his pleasure almost overpowering him, and this time he was able to recognize it as he went over the edge. Oh fuck, he was cumming!
Jason’s lover swallowed him down as best as they could, and then released him from their mouth before panting and looking up at him still. “How was that?” they asked.
Moving his hand from their hair and to their back he prompted them to come up to him, to which they followed suit. He then pressed a firm, loving kiss to their lips and held them close to him. As Jason pulled away from the kiss, he panted despite not being the one who was doing all the work, feeling tired. He supposed they must definitely feel tired too. Positioning them down on the bed, he moved over them to return the favor, only to feel a hand on his cheek.
“It’s alright baby, I don’t need anything tonight. I was happy enough to suck your dick.” they told him. He tilted his head in confusion again. “Not every time needs to be reciprocated. That’s not how a partnership works. Sometimes you do something for fun, or because you want to, not because you expect something in return.” they explained.
Oh. Alright, if they were sure.
Moving back to their side, he held them close as they curled up to him. “You’re such a good cuddler.” they said as they held each other close.
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The fourth night came after one of their weekly dates. Jason couldn’t be seen by the public for a few reasons, but that didn’t mean that they didn’t make the most of what they could and could not do.
It was a sweet picnic date at the edge of the camp’s property. His love had gone to the market and got some fresh fruits, vegetables, and together they made some steaks and the rest of the food and drink for their picnic. The resulting steak, baked potatoes, side salads, a fruit salad to share, and fresh handmade lemonade with their favorite crushed fruit added to it --his was raspberry, theirs was strawberry-- ended up being perfect. The weather had held up, the spot they picked had a nice view of the water for his partner while also being far enough away from it for him, and as they ate together they fed each other food, snuggled, and then rested on the blanket watching the clouds when they were full and their picnic food left over had been packed up.
It was beautiful. It was perfect. Though anything with his love always would be perfect for him.
Later they watched the sunset for a while before the mosquitoes started to come out. They didn’t bother him, but he knew they bothered his lover, so they both grabbed something --him the basket, them the blanket they rested on-- and they headed back to their cabin. The blanket was set aside to be washed, the leftovers were properly put away, and the basket was placed into the closet on the shelf for next time they decided to have a picnic together.
“I’ll be right back Jason, feel free to get comfortable in the bed.” they said as they took a bundle of fabric he couldn’t distinguish and headed into the bathroom. Doing as he was told he went into the bedroom and started to strip, taking off his jacket, shoes, socks, his shirt, his pants, and leaving on his underwear as he laid back in the bed and waited patiently for his partner to return.
When they did, his breath was effectively stolen from his lungs. There they were dressed up in some sexy underwear --lingerie, his mind supplied-- that beautifully accentuated their chest, their waist, their hips, and surprisingly of all, their neck. It was shocking just how lovely they looked in their lingerie.
Seeing his wide eyes, their love chuckled. “See something you like, big boy?” they asked as they confidently strode into the room. Nodding, Jason held out his arms to have them come join him on the bed. Taking a look, they could see how interested he was in them just from this. “Up and alert already, huh? Just from this? You must really like it.” Jason nodded again and helped bring them the rest of the way to his lap. They settled on his lap, and he ran his hands over their waist, leaning in and pressing kisses to their neck and shoulder
He liked the lingerie a lot, but it was them that he loved a lot more. Feeling the vibrations of their quiet laughter under his lips, he felt that they knew that too. They pressed kisses to his shoulder, and once he’d let go of them they pressed a soft and loving kiss to his lips. Placing his hands on their hips he then pulled them closer to his body, craving the touch that only his lover could give, and the feelings that came with them. He felt them settle against his cock and he instinctively bucked up into them with a gasp, the pressure feeling good.
“We’ll get to that soon, baby. First we need to prepare each other.” they said with a soft chuckle. Nodding, Jason moved a hand down to rub at them through the lingerie and help prepare them in the way that he’d learned over their previous times together. His partner sighed in pleasure and moved to pump his cock through his underwear. It felt lovely to have his love pleasure them like that, and knowing that it was preparation for something else --something better-- was exciting.
It didn’t take long for him to get hard and ready, but his love took a little bit longer. Using an arm on his chest to balance themselves, they used the other to grab one of the items that had been around the first night but not used. It was a bottle of clear thick liquid.
“This is lubricant. Also known as lube. This helps people get wet, and it helps many different types of people in different ways. Some people who have vaginas don’t get wet enough from foreplay alone, so they use lube to help them the rest of the way. Anybody can use lubricant for their ass, and if a person who has a penis wants they can also use lube to help with masturbation. I want you to apply some to me and finger me. Get me ready, Jason.” they instructed as they removed their lingerie bottoms, and he quickly complied.
Gently taking the tube he squeezed some into his other hand, running the clear gel around his fingers to get used to the feeling before bringing his lubed hand down to their entrance and carefully prodding it with one of his fingers, entering his finger til the base knuckle. His lover gave a quiet moan at feeling his finger fit into them, his finger bigger and reaching more than their own. “Move it in and out.” they directed, and he did as they told him. Pumping his finger into and out of them, they clenched around his finger and asked for him to put a second one in. He did so and they moaned at the feeling of his fingers inside of them, and the feeling of them pumping in and out of their body. “Fuck, just like that.” they said as they continued to use their own hand to pump his shaft to keep it hard and interested.
Jason took a moment to add some more lube before putting in a third finger, and opened his love up for him. They let out a pleasured whine and squeezed his cock tight enough for Jason to tilt his head back in a silent groan.
“O-Okay, I’m ready. Please honey, let me have it.” they begged. Lifting his love off of him, they stripped of the top of their lingerie, and Jason lifted his hips enough to slide his underwear down and off of him. They got back on the bed and on top of him when they were ready, and Jason held onto their hips as they hovered over him. “Just one more thing.” they said before reaching over and tearing off a foil package, opening it up to reveal a rubber thing.
“This is a condom. Useful for preventing the spread of most sexually transmitted infections, preventing most pregnancies, and also good for containing cum for personal preference of not having it be inserted into the body.” they explained as they slid it onto his cock. “Are you ready?”
Jason pulled them close and pressed a kiss to their lips, and taking that as permission his love slid down and speared themselves on his cock. They both sighed into each other’s mouths at the feeling, and they pressed kisses to each other’s faces as they adjusted to it. Once his partner was ready they started to ride him. It was a slow start due to his size and their lack of intercourse, but with a little bit of time they were able to ride him without much fear of pain or straining themselves.
They slide up and down on his cock, using their hands on his chest to balance themselves as they worked the both of them over. He couldn’t moan, groan, or cry out, but he could let out sighs, and his breath could hitch, and it was those signs plus the physical and visible ones that allowed his partner to know that they were really affecting him with their work. His grip on their hips tightened, wanting to provide them pleasure like they were giving him.
“If you’d like, you can buck your hips now.” they offered, and as per usual he followed their direction. As they rode him, they moaned as he bucked his hips up and into them. At first it was quick and sporatic, but then he managed to start to fuck into them at the same rhythm as they rode him. Letting out a moan they clenched around him, starting to feel the coil in their body tighten. Jason moved a hand down at the apex of their thighs and started to work them over.
“Unh, fuck babe.” they moaned, continuing to ride him. Huffing a bit, he thrust up into them quicker, trying to keep the rhythm while bringing them closer to their release. His cock throbbed at the thought of being able to have them cum around him, and his own body clenched a bit as he fucked into them.
The feeling continued to course through his partner’s body, and they whined his name to warn him that they were close. Fuck yes, he wanted to see them fall apart again. Show him just how beautiful, how amazing they looked while crying out his name as they came. His wait ended and he got exactly what he wanted within a few more minutes when they clenched around his cock and came with a cry of his name on their lips.
Fuck they were gorgeous like this. Continuing to fuck into them, he removed his hand from their sensitive genitalia and placed it back on their hip. He loved hearing their voice as they came, and it made him wish that he could do the same so his lover could enjoy the same sensations from hearing it as he did. But unfortunately his vocal chords were physically ruined and unable to be fixed.
His love was a hard worker in many things, and sex wasn’t an exception. They continued to ride them despite their sensitivity, and before long it had been their whines, their beauty, and their oversensitivity that caused him to cum.
It was so much better now than when he’d come from their hand.
Tilting his head back and squeezing his eyes shut, he came into the condom, bucking his hips up into his partner as it shot out of him and into the rubber contraceptive. He settled a few moments later and pulled his lover off of his cock, his body shuddering from oversensitivity as he did. They helped him take off the condom, tied off the one end, then let it drop onto the floor to be dealt with later.
Jason pulled them down to lay down on him, his arms going around their waist and holding them close, his eyes still closed however this time in bliss.
Some time later --he didn’t know how long or short the time was-- his lover spoke. “We need to clean up.” they said, sounding tired and lacking the desire to actually do so.
He lifted his hand and pat their back once with his fingers splayed out. Five.
Five more minutes.
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Things had been pretty hectic the past few weeks unfortunately. Some campers came into the camp, but these weren’t the same run of the mill campers Jason had been used to killing off. These ones were much more prepared for something to go wrong, and it gave their mask wearing lover a harder challenge. In the end he’d gotten them, the police who responded to the panicked call, and only one person had escaped. But Jason had been injured extensively in the process.
Once it was all over, his love had taken time to take care of him and make him better. Cleaning his wounds despite the fact that he could do that all on his own, making sure he was comfortable, making him food, checking his traps and doing the rotations --that one took a lot of convincing and a burn at his pride when he could barely get to the cabin’s front door to do it himself-- and it was at times like this that he was very grateful to have his love with him.
But now he was fully healed, quickly under their care, and he wanted to help spoil them.
They had been cooking some vegetables and meat for a stir fry when they felt him wrap his arms around their waist. Gently holding onto his arm, they slightly leaned back into his body, enjoying the feeling of his touch. “Mmm, hello honey.” they said before opening their eyes again and using a spatula to stir the food so it wouldn’t stick or burn. Jason moved his head down to press kisses to their face and neck, causing them to giggle. “The food will be ready in about another ten minutes.” they said.
That was fantastic, but he wanted them now.
Pressing firmer kisses to their neck, he then playfully sucked at it a few times. His partner arched their back a bit, accidentally pressing their ass against his dick. He bucked lightly against their ass, and they gave a soft moan before sighing. “Alright, I suppose dinner can wait a bit longer.” they said as they turned off the stove and moved the pan to an unused burner before turning around and looking at Jason.
He smiled as he picked them up, their legs wrapping around his waist as he carried them to their bedroom. “Jason! What’s going on with you?” they asked with a laugh as he playfully dropped them onto the bed, causing them to bounce a bit.
Grabbing a notebook at the bedside table and a pen he wrote them a note and handed the book over.
I want to spoil you tonight. You’ve been amazing to me and I want to thank you for it.
“Aww, that’s sweet Jason. Come here.” they said, setting the notebook aside. Getting into the bed over them, he pressed kisses to their cheeks, their lips, and their neck. Meanwhile his partner ran their hands over his body and started to strip him of his clothing. The jacket came off, then the shirt. They kissed his chest and ran their hands over his torso before pulling him closer to give him a proper mind melting kiss.
Pulling away Jason helped them get undressed. Everything came off and was tossed away to reveal his love’s body. He also took off his pants and underwear before rejoining them on the bed, moving to massage their limbs, their chest, and kissing the places he massaged after he was done with the area. “Mmm, Jason you’re going to make me melt if you keep this up.” they commented, causing Jason to give a silent chuckle before he moved onto the next area. Massaging to relax them, and pressing kisses to the flesh to excite them.
Once he’d done so with every inch of their body, he pumped himself a few times to make sure he was still fully hard before going into preparing his lover. Grabbing the lube he lubed up a couple fingers before also lubing up his love’s entrance, sticking the fingers inside once he was ready and they seemed to be too. They moaned and watched as he fucked his fingers in and out of them, stretching them out and making sure they would be ready for him.
It seemed that he had gone on with the preparation for a bit too long because they continued to squirm under him and whined that they needed him now.
That was something he could definitely do.
Grabbing a condom, opening the package and sliding the rubber on his cock, he tossed the packaging aside and moved over his love, face to face and looking into each other’s eyes. He tilted his head, letting his cock press against their entrance but not going in. Jason needed to know.
“Yes, I’m ready.”
And that was all he needed. He pushed himself inside and held onto their hip with one hand as he fully entered them. They moaned under him, it having been a bit of time and finally getting some relief. After they adjusted he began to move, and they clung onto him as he began to find a rhythm and their hips bucked into his to help them both gain pleasure.
He sucked on their neck as he thrust, the instinct too strong to do otherwise. The resulting clench certainly wasn’t an opposition to it either. Neither were the curses or the way they said his name. Moving their leg higher on his hip he kept up with his pace, holding onto them as he worshiped their body, their mind, their everything that made them who they were and allowed for him to partake in their kindness and love.
He felt them clench around him and started to recognize the signs of them being close to orgasm. Keeping his pace he pressed a kiss to their lips and it was the last straw for them, crying out into his mouth as they came on him. Continuing to thrust, he pulled away from the kiss and instead gazed down at the visage of his love’s face, eyes glazed over with orgasm, their cheeks flushed, and their mouth open and gasping lightly for breath.
Their eyes cleared a few minutes later, or at the very least had more sentience to them and they made contact with his. His body started to shake a bit under their gaze, the look of adoration and love proving to be too much for his body. He’d never been so loved like this, and knowing that it was his partner who was giving him such a look and helping him find a new way to express his love for them was overwhelming in the best way.
With a silent cry he climaxed into the condom, thrusting a few more times before settling. He pulled out of them, removed the condom, tied it off and left it on the bedside table before moving to his lover’s side and pulling them close to snuggle.
“That was amazing Jason. You’ve truly learned a lot.” they complimented as they nuzzled their face into his chest. He used a hand and drew hearts on their back as a silent I love you.
“I love you too Jason. So much.” they replied as they laid there taking in each other’s presence.
It was about ten minutes later that he remembered something. Grabbing the notebook and pen, he wrote something down.
Food?
They laughed and nodded, kissing his cheek. “Yeah, we’ll get cleaned up and them we can finish dinner.”
Intimacy Doesn’t Have to be Violent (4+1 w/ GN! Reader)
@cyanide-latte @bisexual-horror-fan @s1mping4slashers @tinalbion
I thought you guys might like to read this, even if Jason isn’t your cup of tea. This is around 7k words, I’ve got my hat on backwards, and it’s time to fucking party.
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They’d been with Jason for a while, living at Camp Crystal Lake and enjoying their time together. Just the two of them as long as nobody wandered onto the campground. But even if there were, Jason took care of that rather quickly.
But over time they’d started to become restless. They knew that when they got together with Jason it would be difficult at times due to his mother’s influence on him, but it was only now really starting to get to them. Shifting in their seat only made it worse, accidentally providing stimulus where they wanted to be touched. Sex was a part of their love language, and lately they hadn’t been getting the kind of loving they craved.
Being the go-getter they were, they got up and went to go find Jason. He’d been out checking his traps, wanting to make sure they were still set and if he needed to move them then he would. Walking down one of the nature trails for about seven minutes out they ended up finding him setting up a bear trap in the dead center of the trail, covering it with fallen leaves.
Waiting until he was done and standing up again, they spoke up. “Hey Jason?” He turned and looked to see his significant other watching him from a few feet away, with a questioning look on their face. He gave a nod and grabbed his machete from the ground, ready to use it to write in the dirt.
Well, here goes nothing. “We’ve been together for a while and I um...I was wondering if you’d want to take the next step with me?” they asked. What they hadn’t been expecting was the intense shake of his head in the negative. It wasn’t the answer itself that had them curious, but the ferocity that the answer came from. “No? Why not?” they asked, making sure to keep all judgement out of their questions.
Using his machete Jason wrote something in the dirt.
Mother says it’s violent.
“Violent?” they asked, eyes wide in concern. But then they thought about it. “Yes, I suppose it could be violent, but that’s not what I want from you. Sex shouldn’t be violent unless both partners agree to have it be that way, so they can practice their kinks safely. But I know that’s not always how things turn out sometimes.”
The air between the two was thick as the words stayed between them. Breaking the silence once more, they spoke again. “I can show you if you want. That sex doesn’t need to be violent.”
Jason’s hold on his machete tightened, uncomfortable and unsure of what to think. His mother had never been wrong about anything, but here his partner was saying they could show him that his mother was wrong about one thing. But he wanted his partner to be happy, and he didn’t want to hinder their happiness by saying no again. So instead he asked a question: If we were to, what would you have us do?
Happy that he was asking questions and not immediately shutting down the idea, they explained that it would be a slow process, that he would be able to dictate when they stopped if he was uncomfortable, and that they could establish a safe word for them and a safe action for him. Leading him back to their cabin, they continued to tell him all of the important things that came with sex and communication, what some of those things did, and how they would be able to help make the process easier and feel better for those involved.
After a full night of talking about the plan, Jason agreed.
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Tonight was the first night that they were going to initiate him into their version of intimacy. Making sure that everything was in its specific place in the bedroom, they undressed and then put on their silky black robe that just barely covered everything. Opening the door to the bedroom, they called out. “Jason, everything’s ready.” they called, and with anxious footsteps Jason wandered into the room.
The room was lit with candles, there was soft music playing from his significant other’s phone, and there was an array of items on the nightstand next to the bed. Feeling a hand on his mask, it pushed his head to look at his lover. “First step is we get undressed.” they instructed softly before lowering their hand to grasp his and give it a comforting squeeze. Getting up the nerve to do so, Jason first took off his gloves, letting them drop to the floor. Then off came his jacket and his lover smiled, happy that he was willing to try this with them. He loved seeing that smile.
They helped him get undressed once his jacket was off, and once his skin was completely bare they had him lay down on the bed. Once he was laid down, they climbed up over him, sitting on his lap as they looked down at him. “Alright darling, the last thing is your mask.” they said, moving a hand to rest on the material. Reflexively he grabbed their hand and stilled it so they couldn’t take it off, but despite grabbing firmly, he didn’t hurt them.
“Do you trust me, Jason?” they asked softly as they looked into his eyes. He slowly nodded, but didn’t remove his hand from theirs. Bringing his hand up, they pressed soft kisses to it. “I love you, and I would love to see and appreciate all of you.” they said gently.
His eyes watered at their tenderness. He had been so luck to find a partner like them. Removing his hand, he closed his eyes and let them take off his mask. He opened them when he heard his lover speak. “There you are. You’re so beautiful Jason.” they said, placing their hands on his face, using their thumb to wipe away a stray tear. Jason noted that their hands were soft.
Once Jason was completely undressed, they got off of him and stood to the side of the bed, untying the ribbon that held the robe shut. It opened and they shrugged the soft garment off, exposing themselves to Jason as much as he exposed himself to them. Jason’s eyes grew wide with shock at how beautiful his lover was with their muscle and their body’s shape, and held his hands out so they could climb on his lap again. They gave a chuckle and eagerly made their way back onto his lap, sitting themselves down on it and his hands immediately resting on their waist to help steady them.
“Tonight is about getting to know each other’s bodies, Jason. Touch me freely.” they said before moving their hands to rest at his torso as they gaze down at him. His chest and torso were covered in scars from all of the fights he’d been in, but seeing as his lover was able to see his face as beautiful he felt that they’d see his scars as beautiful too. His thoughts were proven to be true when they leaned down and pressed kisses to the scarred flesh.
His hands wandered up their waist, and touched his lover’s chest. He squeezed the flesh there lightly, testing out what to do, and when they gave a soft moan he knew he had done something right. The more he squeezed and massaged their chest the harder their nipples got until they didn’t get any harder, the nubs insistently poking at his hands. Just to test it out, he took one between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it. In return he got a gasp, and looking up at his love’s face he saw that their eyes were bigger. Or, not their eyes, but their pupils. They were wider.
They then ran their hands up to his own chest and started to play with his nipples in return, and he understood what it was they were feeling. It was odd, but he didn’t mind the feeling. He almost enjoyed it. Running his hands down they rested on his lover’s hips, seeing if squeezing those would give his love pleasure too. They moaned when he squeezed their hips, and instinctively moved them to grind against his thigh. His hands gripped them then, stopping their movement and it was then that they realized what they were doing.
“Sorry darling. I got caught up.” they apologized. Relaxing his grip, he gave permission for them to do so again if they wanted. Shaking their head, they moved off of his lap and positioned the both of them so they were both on their sides facing each other.
“This is for us to get to know each other’s bodies, not about release.” they told him as they let their hands wander again, this time up and down his back. His hands followed suit and wandered up and down their back, stopping respectably at their hips which caused them to chuckle.
“You can touch me down there if you want. You can touch my butt too, I don’t mind.” they recommended. Taking them up on the offer, his hand moved forward and down to touch them where they wanted. His partner gave a pleased sigh at being touched, and he continued to explore, lightly pressing against some things, rubbing against others, all of which seemed to pleasure his lover.
“Can I touch you too Jason?” they asked, gesturing to his cock, which had grown to be half hard due to his exploration. Giving a nod, he watched as they wrapped their hand around his shaft, ran their fingers up and used their thumb to rub at the tip, then move down to fondle his balls. He enjoyed the feeling the touches gave, and he noticed that he got fully hard from it. Jason wondered if this was how his love felt when he touched them. Looking down it certainly seemed that they were also prepared. He knew what sex entailed, but he didn’t know how to go about it or anything like that. But knowing that his partner would be there to help him through the process quelled his anxieties.
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The second night came about two weeks or so after the first. The setup was the same as last time, but as he took off his clothes this time around he wasn’t as anxious about what they’d be doing. He trusted his partner and he knew that they wouldn’t do anything to hurt him, and he wouldn’t do anything to hurt them either.
“Tonight we’re going to explore hand stuff.” they told him. He tilted his head. Hand stuff?
“It’s like what we did towards the end of our first session, but add more purposeful movement and release.” they explained, seeing that he seemed confused.
Nodding, they both got into the same position as last night facing each other and laid in the bed. They put their leg up to wrap around his hips, and looked him in the eye. “You ready, honey?” they asked. He nodded again and then pointed to them. Smiling at his thoughtfulness, they nodded too. “I’m ready.”
Together they moved their hands down and started to fondle each other. Rubbing him until he was fully erect, and then starting to pump his shaft. It was large, and while it wasn’t the biggest they’d ever seen it had girth enough to still be very pleasurable. Lucky them, for it would’ve truly been tragic if the previously non-sexual man had been the owner of the perfect penis to be used by no one.
The room was filled with their moans, and the creak of the bed each time Jason bucked his hips into their touch or shifted a bit because of the pleasure they were giving him. “You’re doing so well, Jason. You learn very quickly.” they complimented, and since the mask was off of his face they could see that he was starting to blush under the praise. Potential kink, maybe. Definitely something to be saved for later to try out.
Deciding to spice it up, Jason leaned in and pressed a kiss to his love’s lips as he fondled them and used his thumb to stroke their sensitive spot. Moaning into the kiss, their leg moved higher on his hip and their own movements quickened. Feeling some fluid at his tip, they swirled it over his head and continued to pump him.
Pulling away from the kiss, he let out a shakey breath as he felt himself clench, almost like a ball of something was building up and coiling.
“You close, baby?” they asked him, noticing the signs his body was giving them. Jason nodded. Close to what, he didn’t know, but he was definitely close to something.
“Then let me take care of you.” they said before repositioning him onto his back and them straddling his lap again, continuing to stroke him and gazing down at him as they did so.
The work his love was doing felt good. It felt so good. He didn’t know how long this feeling was going to last for, or what it would lead to, but if it felt anything like this he wasn’t going to complain.
His hands gripped the sheets as he watched his lover finish him off, and suddenly that clenching feeling released, and his eyes widened as pleasure overtook him. If his vocal chords had been in tact he would’ve cried out due to the pleasure he felt.
They stroked him a few more times to lengthen his climax, but when he started to fidget they stopped, instead looking at the white mess he made their hand and his torso. It was a rather impressive amount, but they supposed a first climax would do that. Bringing their hand up to their lips, they licked off some of the cum on it.
Tilting his head as he watched them, he felt both confused and proud. It was his cum that they were tasting, but why? Did it have nutritional value? Maybe it tasted good? He took a finger and ran it through one of the white streaks on his torso before bringing it to his mouth and taking a lick...
...before promptly choking on it. He gagged before forcing himself to swallow it and shook his head. His lover chuckled and continued to lap up the cum on their hand. “It’s a flavor you have to get used to before you start to like it.” they said.
Moving his partner to his side again, he then went to work to get them off too. It wasn’t fair for only him to experience pleasure like that, especially when they worked hard to get him there.
“You know Jason, sex doesn’t always have to be a give and take situation. But if you’re so eager to please me, I’ll allow it this time.” they said, resting their now cleaned hand on their stomach as they watched him start to work them over. As the pleasure began, they closed their eyes and tilted their head back a little on the pillow. “There you go baby, just like that.” they complimented, deciding that doing so now while they still had the ability to speak coherent sentences would be best.
Gasps, sighs, and moans were brought out of their mouth, and Jason lived for hearing them. They were beautiful strewn out on his bed like that, on display for him and only him, and providing him sounds that he didn’t want anybody else to hear ever again. One hand worked them over, and the other moved to help him sit on his knees before running it over his lover’s chest and playing with their nipples like last time. The moan they released was more than enough of a reward to keep doing it, so he did. Leaning down he pressed kisses to his lover’s body, tweaking their nipples and rubbing them the way they liked.
They wrapped an arm around him to hold onto him as they got closer to climax. “Jason, don’t stop.” they whined. Ha, as if he would when he was bringing them as much pleasure as they gave him. He noticed their breathing quicken, their body twitch and stiffen up, and as they cried out in their climax he saw them fall apart. Jason quickly fell in love with seeing them fall apart, the sight ingrained into his memory as he kept rubbing them without realizing he zoned out.
“Nuh uh. No, stop.” they said, snapping him out of it. As their hand moved down, it stopped his, pulling it away from their genitalia. “It felt amazing, honey, but it’s too much now.” they told him before pulling him in for a kiss.
If sex was going to feel like that, Jason knew that he wasn’t going to be so afraid of it when they ended up going all the way. Especially if it meant that he could make his love feel like that again too.
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Jason’s third night started after he got out of the shower about a week later. He’d gotten bloody and dirty chasing after some campers, and he didn’t want to be seen by his love drenched in the blood and viscera. They deserved better than that. So having gotten out of the shower, now clean everywhere, he had gone into the bedroom to get dressed into some clothes that weren’t ruined. But he was surprised when he saw his love knelt down on the floor facing the doorway waiting for him.
“Welcome back, honey.” they said with a smile on their face before crawling on all fours to him, sitting back on their knees again and looking up at him as they rested their head on his thigh. Instinctively his hand moved down to rest in their hair, gently petting their head affectionately. “I want to show you something tonight.” they said, to which the petting stopped and his head tilted in curiosity.
“We’ve gotten to know each other’s bodies, and last time we explored hand stuff. I was thinking tonight I could show you oral stuff.” his lover explained, gently rubbing a hand on his other thigh. His dick twitched at the thought of being pleasured like he had been last week, and he nodded at their suggestion. To which they grinned. “Excellent.”
Getting up, they peeled off the towel he’d been wearing to reveal that he had started to get hard. Bringing him to the bed they had him sit up against the head board with some pillows behind his back so he’d be comfortable. “This makes it easier for me. I don’t get as much jaw pain this way.” they said before trying to move down to prepare him, only to be stopped by a hand on their cheek.
Jason looked at them, concerned when they mentioned pain. Wasn’t sex not supposed to be violent? Why would they be in any pain? Or allow and accept such pain?
Placing a hand over his, they leaned into his touch. “When a person has their mouth open it can cause the muscles there to ache when it’s done for a longer period of time than usual. I haven’t had to keep my mouth open for a while, so my muscles probably won’t like it too much. But I do.” they told him, moving their head to press a kiss to his palm.
Hearing his partner out, he removed his hand after it was kissed and he rested it at his thigh, allowing them to do as they pleased. Using their hands they pumped his shaft until he was at full mast, then they pressed some kisses to the tip and his shaft. “I’m going to make you feel good Jason, don’t worry. I think you’ll like this.” they said before poking their tongue out and licking the underside of his cock.
His eyes shut momentarily in pleasure, his dick throbbing under her simple lick. He felt their tongue lick all over his shaft, getting it wet with their saliva. It was an odd but likable feeling, but his eyes popped open as they took him into their mouth, the wet heat sliding down over him feeling really good. Jason looked down at his love, and saw them looking back up at him with his dick in their mouth.
He had to look away.
Oh fuck, was that hot. If he wasn’t careful he could’ve almost climaxed from that. But he didn’t want to embarrass himself --he’d heard a couple of guys from earlier that day mention that girls didn’t like it when guys came too early-- and he knew his lover deserved better than to have him cum early.
But with them looking like that, it was quite the pressure.
As he looked away, his gaze went back to them when they started to suck. Jason could feel their mouth and throat clench around his cock whenever they would swallow around him, and he moved his hand down to rest on their head. Not guiding, not pulling on their hair, but resting it there. The only sounds in the room were the slurp sounds of sucking, his lover’s pleasured moans, and the creak of the bed as Jason twitched and squirmed in the bed, unable to keep still under their pleasurable torment.
As he got closer to his climax under their hard work, his hold on their hair would tighten, but he would stop short because he didn’t want to hurt them. Pulling off of his cock to replace the stimulus with their hand, they looked up at him. “You getting close, baby boy?” they asked as his dick throbbed. He nodded and then their lover went back down, sucking him faster and swallowing around him more frequently.
He felt that feeling building up in his body again with his pleasure almost overpowering him, and this time he was able to recognize it as he went over the edge. Oh fuck, he was cumming!
Jason’s lover swallowed him down as best as they could, and then released him from their mouth before panting and looking up at him still. “How was that?” they asked.
Moving his hand from their hair and to their back he prompted them to come up to him, to which they followed suit. He then pressed a firm, loving kiss to their lips and held them close to him. As Jason pulled away from the kiss, he panted despite not being the one who was doing all the work, feeling tired. He supposed they must definitely feel tired too. Positioning them down on the bed, he moved over them to return the favor, only to feel a hand on his cheek.
“It’s alright baby, I don’t need anything tonight. I was happy enough to suck your dick.” they told him. He tilted his head in confusion again. “Not every time needs to be reciprocated. That’s not how a partnership works. Sometimes you do something for fun, or because you want to, not because you expect something in return.” they explained.
Oh. Alright, if they were sure.
Moving back to their side, he held them close as they curled up to him. “You’re such a good cuddler.” they said as they held each other close.
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The fourth night came after one of their weekly dates. Jason couldn’t be seen by the public for a few reasons, but that didn’t mean that they didn’t make the most of what they could and could not do.
It was a sweet picnic date at the edge of the camp’s property. His love had gone to the market and got some fresh fruits, vegetables, and together they made some steaks and the rest of the food and drink for their picnic. The resulting steak, baked potatoes, side salads, a fruit salad to share, and fresh handmade lemonade with their favorite crushed fruit added to it --his was raspberry, theirs was strawberry-- ended up being perfect. The weather had held up, the spot they picked had a nice view of the water for his partner while also being far enough away from it for him, and as they ate together they fed each other food, snuggled, and then rested on the blanket watching the clouds when they were full and their picnic food left over had been packed up.
It was beautiful. It was perfect. Though anything with his love always would be perfect for him.
Later they watched the sunset for a while before the mosquitoes started to come out. They didn’t bother him, but he knew they bothered his lover, so they both grabbed something --him the basket, them the blanket they rested on-- and they headed back to their cabin. The blanket was set aside to be washed, the leftovers were properly put away, and the basket was placed into the closet on the shelf for next time they decided to have a picnic together.
“I’ll be right back Jason, feel free to get comfortable in the bed.” they said as they took a bundle of fabric he couldn’t distinguish and headed into the bathroom. Doing as he was told he went into the bedroom and started to strip, taking off his jacket, shoes, socks, his shirt, his pants, and leaving on his underwear as he laid back in the bed and waited patiently for his partner to return.
When they did, his breath was effectively stolen from his lungs. There they were dressed up in some sexy underwear --lingerie, his mind supplied-- that beautifully accentuated their chest, their waist, their hips, and surprisingly of all, their neck. It was shocking just how lovely they looked in their lingerie.
Seeing his wide eyes, their love chuckled. “See something you like, big boy?” they asked as they confidently strode into the room. Nodding, Jason held out his arms to have them come join him on the bed. Taking a look, they could see how interested he was in them just from this. “Up and alert already, huh? Just from this? You must really like it.” Jason nodded again and helped bring them the rest of the way to his lap. They settled on his lap, and he ran his hands over their waist, leaning in and pressing kisses to their neck and shoulder
He liked the lingerie a lot, but it was them that he loved a lot more. Feeling the vibrations of their quiet laughter under his lips, he felt that they knew that too. They pressed kisses to his shoulder, and once he’d let go of them they pressed a soft and loving kiss to his lips. Placing his hands on their hips he then pulled them closer to his body, craving the touch that only his lover could give, and the feelings that came with them. He felt them settle against his cock and he instinctively bucked up into them with a gasp, the pressure feeling good.
“We’ll get to that soon, baby. First we need to prepare each other.” they said with a soft chuckle. Nodding, Jason moved a hand down to rub at them through the lingerie and help prepare them in the way that he’d learned over their previous times together. His partner sighed in pleasure and moved to pump his cock through his underwear. It felt lovely to have his love pleasure them like that, and knowing that it was preparation for something else --something better-- was exciting.
It didn’t take long for him to get hard and ready, but his love took a little bit longer. Using an arm on his chest to balance themselves, they used the other to grab one of the items that had been around the first night but not used. It was a bottle of clear thick liquid.
“This is lubricant. Also known as lube. This helps people get wet, and it helps many different types of people in different ways. Some people who have vaginas don’t get wet enough from foreplay alone, so they use lube to help them the rest of the way. Anybody can use lubricant for their ass, and if a person who has a penis wants they can also use lube to help with masturbation. I want you to apply some to me and finger me. Get me ready, Jason.” they instructed as they removed their lingerie bottoms, and he quickly complied.
Gently taking the tube he squeezed some into his other hand, running the clear gel around his fingers to get used to the feeling before bringing his lubed hand down to their entrance and carefully prodding it with one of his fingers, entering his finger til the base knuckle. His lover gave a quiet moan at feeling his finger fit into them, his finger bigger and reaching more than their own. “Move it in and out.” they directed, and he did as they told him. Pumping his finger into and out of them, they clenched around his finger and asked for him to put a second one in. He did so and they moaned at the feeling of his fingers inside of them, and the feeling of them pumping in and out of their body. “Fuck, just like that.” they said as they continued to use their own hand to pump his shaft to keep it hard and interested.
Jason took a moment to add some more lube before putting in a third finger, and opened his love up for him. They let out a pleasured whine and squeezed his cock tight enough for Jason to tilt his head back in a silent groan.
“O-Okay, I’m ready. Please honey, let me have it.” they begged. Lifting his love off of him, they stripped of the top of their lingerie, and Jason lifted his hips enough to slide his underwear down and off of him. They got back on the bed and on top of him when they were ready, and Jason held onto their hips as they hovered over him. “Just one more thing.” they said before reaching over and tearing off a foil package, opening it up to reveal a rubber thing.
“This is a condom. Useful for preventing the spread of most sexually transmitted infections, preventing most pregnancies, and also good for containing cum for personal preference of not having it be inserted into the body.” they explained as they slid it onto his cock. “Are you ready?”
Jason pulled them close and pressed a kiss to their lips, and taking that as permission his love slid down and speared themselves on his cock. They both sighed into each other’s mouths at the feeling, and they pressed kisses to each other’s faces as they adjusted to it. Once his partner was ready they started to ride him. It was a slow start due to his size and their lack of intercourse, but with a little bit of time they were able to ride him without much fear of pain or straining themselves.
They slide up and down on his cock, using their hands on his chest to balance themselves as they worked the both of them over. He couldn’t moan, groan, or cry out, but he could let out sighs, and his breath could hitch, and it was those signs plus the physical and visible ones that allowed his partner to know that they were really affecting him with their work. His grip on their hips tightened, wanting to provide them pleasure like they were giving him.
“If you’d like, you can buck your hips now.” they offered, and as per usual he followed their direction. As they rode him, they moaned as he bucked his hips up and into them. At first it was quick and sporatic, but then he managed to start to fuck into them at the same rhythm as they rode him. Letting out a moan they clenched around him, starting to feel the coil in their body tighten. Jason moved a hand down at the apex of their thighs and started to work them over.
“Unh, fuck babe.” they moaned, continuing to ride him. Huffing a bit, he thrust up into them quicker, trying to keep the rhythm while bringing them closer to their release. His cock throbbed at the thought of being able to have them cum around him, and his own body clenched a bit as he fucked into them.
The feeling continued to course through his partner’s body, and they whined his name to warn him that they were close. Fuck yes, he wanted to see them fall apart again. Show him just how beautiful, how amazing they looked while crying out his name as they came. His wait ended and he got exactly what he wanted within a few more minutes when they clenched around his cock and came with a cry of his name on their lips.
Fuck they were gorgeous like this. Continuing to fuck into them, he removed his hand from their sensitive genitalia and placed it back on their hip. He loved hearing their voice as they came, and it made him wish that he could do the same so his lover could enjoy the same sensations from hearing it as he did. But unfortunately his vocal chords were physically ruined and unable to be fixed.
His love was a hard worker in many things, and sex wasn’t an exception. They continued to ride them despite their sensitivity, and before long it had been their whines, their beauty, and their oversensitivity that caused him to cum.
It was so much better now than when he’d come from their hand.
Tilting his head back and squeezing his eyes shut, he came into the condom, bucking his hips up into his partner as it shot out of him and into the rubber contraceptive. He settled a few moments later and pulled his lover off of his cock, his body shuddering from oversensitivity as he did. They helped him take off the condom, tied off the one end, then let it drop onto the floor to be dealt with later.
Jason pulled them down to lay down on him, his arms going around their waist and holding them close, his eyes still closed however this time in bliss.
Some time later --he didn’t know how long or short the time was-- his lover spoke. “We need to clean up.” they said, sounding tired and lacking the desire to actually do so.
He lifted his hand and pat their back once with his fingers splayed out. Five.
Five more minutes.
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Things had been pretty hectic the past few weeks unfortunately. Some campers came into the camp, but these weren’t the same run of the mill campers Jason had been used to killing off. These ones were much more prepared for something to go wrong, and it gave their mask wearing lover a harder challenge. In the end he’d gotten them, the police who responded to the panicked call, and only one person had escaped. But Jason had been injured extensively in the process.
Once it was all over, his love had taken time to take care of him and make him better. Cleaning his wounds despite the fact that he could do that all on his own, making sure he was comfortable, making him food, checking his traps and doing the rotations --that one took a lot of convincing and a burn at his pride when he could barely get to the cabin’s front door to do it himself-- and it was at times like this that he was very grateful to have his love with him.
But now he was fully healed, quickly under their care, and he wanted to help spoil them.
They had been cooking some vegetables and meat for a stir fry when they felt him wrap his arms around their waist. Gently holding onto his arm, they slightly leaned back into his body, enjoying the feeling of his touch. “Mmm, hello honey.” they said before opening their eyes again and using a spatula to stir the food so it wouldn’t stick or burn. Jason moved his head down to press kisses to their face and neck, causing them to giggle. “The food will be ready in about another ten minutes.” they said.
That was fantastic, but he wanted them now.
Pressing firmer kisses to their neck, he then playfully sucked at it a few times. His partner arched their back a bit, accidentally pressing their ass against his dick. He bucked lightly against their ass, and they gave a soft moan before sighing. “Alright, I suppose dinner can wait a bit longer.” they said as they turned off the stove and moved the pan to an unused burner before turning around and looking at Jason.
He smiled as he picked them up, their legs wrapping around his waist as he carried them to their bedroom. “Jason! What’s going on with you?” they asked with a laugh as he playfully dropped them onto the bed, causing them to bounce a bit.
Grabbing a notebook at the bedside table and a pen he wrote them a note and handed the book over.
I want to spoil you tonight. You’ve been amazing to me and I want to thank you for it.
“Aww, that’s sweet Jason. Come here.” they said, setting the notebook aside. Getting into the bed over them, he pressed kisses to their cheeks, their lips, and their neck. Meanwhile his partner ran their hands over his body and started to strip him of his clothing. The jacket came off, then the shirt. They kissed his chest and ran their hands over his torso before pulling him closer to give him a proper mind melting kiss.
Pulling away Jason helped them get undressed. Everything came off and was tossed away to reveal his love’s body. He also took off his pants and underwear before rejoining them on the bed, moving to massage their limbs, their chest, and kissing the places he massaged after he was done with the area. “Mmm, Jason you’re going to make me melt if you keep this up.” they commented, causing Jason to give a silent chuckle before he moved onto the next area. Massaging to relax them, and pressing kisses to the flesh to excite them.
Once he’d done so with every inch of their body, he pumped himself a few times to make sure he was still fully hard before going into preparing his lover. Grabbing the lube he lubed up a couple fingers before also lubing up his love’s entrance, sticking the fingers inside once he was ready and they seemed to be too. They moaned and watched as he fucked his fingers in and out of them, stretching them out and making sure they would be ready for him.
It seemed that he had gone on with the preparation for a bit too long because they continued to squirm under him and whined that they needed him now.
That was something he could definitely do.
Grabbing a condom, opening the package and sliding the rubber on his cock, he tossed the packaging aside and moved over his love, face to face and looking into each other’s eyes. He tilted his head, letting his cock press against their entrance but not going in. Jason needed to know.
“Yes, I’m ready.”
And that was all he needed. He pushed himself inside and held onto their hip with one hand as he fully entered them. They moaned under him, it having been a bit of time and finally getting some relief. After they adjusted he began to move, and they clung onto him as he began to find a rhythm and their hips bucked into his to help them both gain pleasure.
He sucked on their neck as he thrust, the instinct too strong to do otherwise. The resulting clench certainly wasn’t an opposition to it either. Neither were the curses or the way they said his name. Moving their leg higher on his hip he kept up with his pace, holding onto them as he worshiped their body, their mind, their everything that made them who they were and allowed for him to partake in their kindness and love.
He felt them clench around him and started to recognize the signs of them being close to orgasm. Keeping his pace he pressed a kiss to their lips and it was the last straw for them, crying out into his mouth as they came on him. Continuing to thrust, he pulled away from the kiss and instead gazed down at the visage of his love’s face, eyes glazed over with orgasm, their cheeks flushed, and their mouth open and gasping lightly for breath.
Their eyes cleared a few minutes later, or at the very least had more sentience to them and they made contact with his. His body started to shake a bit under their gaze, the look of adoration and love proving to be too much for his body. He’d never been so loved like this, and knowing that it was his partner who was giving him such a look and helping him find a new way to express his love for them was overwhelming in the best way.
With a silent cry he climaxed into the condom, thrusting a few more times before settling. He pulled out of them, removed the condom, tied it off and left it on the bedside table before moving to his lover’s side and pulling them close to snuggle.
“That was amazing Jason. You’ve truly learned a lot.” they complimented as they nuzzled their face into his chest. He used a hand and drew hearts on their back as a silent I love you.
“I love you too Jason. So much.” they replied as they laid there taking in each other’s presence.
It was about ten minutes later that he remembered something. Grabbing the notebook and pen, he wrote something down.
Food?
They laughed and nodded, kissing his cheek. “Yeah, we’ll get cleaned up and them we can finish dinner.”
Intimacy Doesn’t Have to be Violent (4+1 w/ GN! Reader)
@cyanide-latte @bisexual-horror-fan @s1mping4slashers @tinalbion
I thought you guys might like to read this, even if Jason isn’t your cup of tea. This is around 7k words, I’ve got my hat on backwards, and it’s time to fucking party.
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They’d been with Jason for a while, living at Camp Crystal Lake and enjoying their time together. Just the two of them as long as nobody wandered onto the campground. But even if there were, Jason took care of that rather quickly.
But over time they’d started to become restless. They knew that when they got together with Jason it would be difficult at times due to his mother’s influence on him, but it was only now really starting to get to them. Shifting in their seat only made it worse, accidentally providing stimulus where they wanted to be touched. Sex was a part of their love language, and lately they hadn’t been getting the kind of loving they craved.
Being the go-getter they were, they got up and went to go find Jason. He’d been out checking his traps, wanting to make sure they were still set and if he needed to move them then he would. Walking down one of the nature trails for about seven minutes out they ended up finding him setting up a bear trap in the dead center of the trail, covering it with fallen leaves.
Waiting until he was done and standing up again, they spoke up. “Hey Jason?” He turned and looked to see his significant other watching him from a few feet away, with a questioning look on their face. He gave a nod and grabbed his machete from the ground, ready to use it to write in the dirt.
Well, here goes nothing. “We’ve been together for a while and I um...I was wondering if you’d want to take the next step with me?” they asked. What they hadn’t been expecting was the intense shake of his head in the negative. It wasn’t the answer itself that had them curious, but the ferocity that the answer came from. “No? Why not?” they asked, making sure to keep all judgement out of their questions.
Using his machete Jason wrote something in the dirt.
Mother says it’s violent.
“Violent?” they asked, eyes wide in concern. But then they thought about it. “Yes, I suppose it could be violent, but that’s not what I want from you. Sex shouldn’t be violent unless both partners agree to have it be that way, so they can practice their kinks safely. But I know that’s not always how things turn out sometimes.”
The air between the two was thick as the words stayed between them. Breaking the silence once more, they spoke again. “I can show you if you want. That sex doesn’t need to be violent.”
Jason’s hold on his machete tightened, uncomfortable and unsure of what to think. His mother had never been wrong about anything, but here his partner was saying they could show him that his mother was wrong about one thing. But he wanted his partner to be happy, and he didn’t want to hinder their happiness by saying no again. So instead he asked a question: If we were to, what would you have us do?
Happy that he was asking questions and not immediately shutting down the idea, they explained that it would be a slow process, that he would be able to dictate when they stopped if he was uncomfortable, and that they could establish a safe word for them and a safe action for him. Leading him back to their cabin, they continued to tell him all of the important things that came with sex and communication, what some of those things did, and how they would be able to help make the process easier and feel better for those involved.
After a full night of talking about the plan, Jason agreed.
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Tonight was the first night that they were going to initiate him into their version of intimacy. Making sure that everything was in its specific place in the bedroom, they undressed and then put on their silky black robe that just barely covered everything. Opening the door to the bedroom, they called out. “Jason, everything’s ready.” they called, and with anxious footsteps Jason wandered into the room.
The room was lit with candles, there was soft music playing from his significant other’s phone, and there was an array of items on the nightstand next to the bed. Feeling a hand on his mask, it pushed his head to look at his lover. “First step is we get undressed.” they instructed softly before lowering their hand to grasp his and give it a comforting squeeze. Getting up the nerve to do so, Jason first took off his gloves, letting them drop to the floor. Then off came his jacket and his lover smiled, happy that he was willing to try this with them. He loved seeing that smile.
They helped him get undressed once his jacket was off, and once his skin was completely bare they had him lay down on the bed. Once he was laid down, they climbed up over him, sitting on his lap as they looked down at him. “Alright darling, the last thing is your mask.” they said, moving a hand to rest on the material. Reflexively he grabbed their hand and stilled it so they couldn’t take it off, but despite grabbing firmly, he didn’t hurt them.
“Do you trust me, Jason?” they asked softly as they looked into his eyes. He slowly nodded, but didn’t remove his hand from theirs. Bringing his hand up, they pressed soft kisses to it. “I love you, and I would love to see and appreciate all of you.” they said gently.
His eyes watered at their tenderness. He had been so luck to find a partner like them. Removing his hand, he closed his eyes and let them take off his mask. He opened them when he heard his lover speak. “There you are. You’re so beautiful Jason.” they said, placing their hands on his face, using their thumb to wipe away a stray tear. Jason noted that their hands were soft.
Once Jason was completely undressed, they got off of him and stood to the side of the bed, untying the ribbon that held the robe shut. It opened and they shrugged the soft garment off, exposing themselves to Jason as much as he exposed himself to them. Jason’s eyes grew wide with shock at how beautiful his lover was with their muscle and their body’s shape, and held his hands out so they could climb on his lap again. They gave a chuckle and eagerly made their way back onto his lap, sitting themselves down on it and his hands immediately resting on their waist to help steady them.
“Tonight is about getting to know each other’s bodies, Jason. Touch me freely.” they said before moving their hands to rest at his torso as they gaze down at him. His chest and torso were covered in scars from all of the fights he’d been in, but seeing as his lover was able to see his face as beautiful he felt that they’d see his scars as beautiful too. His thoughts were proven to be true when they leaned down and pressed kisses to the scarred flesh.
His hands wandered up their waist, and touched his lover’s chest. He squeezed the flesh there lightly, testing out what to do, and when they gave a soft moan he knew he had done something right. The more he squeezed and massaged their chest the harder their nipples got until they didn’t get any harder, the nubs insistently poking at his hands. Just to test it out, he took one between his thumb and forefinger and pinched it. In return he got a gasp, and looking up at his love’s face he saw that their eyes were bigger. Or, not their eyes, but their pupils. They were wider.
They then ran their hands up to his own chest and started to play with his nipples in return, and he understood what it was they were feeling. It was odd, but he didn’t mind the feeling. He almost enjoyed it. Running his hands down they rested on his lover’s hips, seeing if squeezing those would give his love pleasure too. They moaned when he squeezed their hips, and instinctively moved them to grind against his thigh. His hands gripped them then, stopping their movement and it was then that they realized what they were doing.
“Sorry darling. I got caught up.” they apologized. Relaxing his grip, he gave permission for them to do so again if they wanted. Shaking their head, they moved off of his lap and positioned the both of them so they were both on their sides facing each other.
“This is for us to get to know each other’s bodies, not about release.” they told him as they let their hands wander again, this time up and down his back. His hands followed suit and wandered up and down their back, stopping respectably at their hips which caused them to chuckle.
“You can touch me down there if you want. You can touch my butt too, I don’t mind.” they recommended. Taking them up on the offer, his hand moved forward and down to touch them where they wanted. His partner gave a pleased sigh at being touched, and he continued to explore, lightly pressing against some things, rubbing against others, all of which seemed to pleasure his lover.
“Can I touch you too Jason?” they asked, gesturing to his cock, which had grown to be half hard due to his exploration. Giving a nod, he watched as they wrapped their hand around his shaft, ran their fingers up and used their thumb to rub at the tip, then move down to fondle his balls. He enjoyed the feeling the touches gave, and he noticed that he got fully hard from it. Jason wondered if this was how his love felt when he touched them. Looking down it certainly seemed that they were also prepared. He knew what sex entailed, but he didn’t know how to go about it or anything like that. But knowing that his partner would be there to help him through the process quelled his anxieties.
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The second night came about two weeks or so after the first. The setup was the same as last time, but as he took off his clothes this time around he wasn’t as anxious about what they’d be doing. He trusted his partner and he knew that they wouldn’t do anything to hurt him, and he wouldn’t do anything to hurt them either.
“Tonight we’re going to explore hand stuff.” they told him. He tilted his head. Hand stuff?
“It’s like what we did towards the end of our first session, but add more purposeful movement and release.” they explained, seeing that he seemed confused.
Nodding, they both got into the same position as last night facing each other and laid in the bed. They put their leg up to wrap around his hips, and looked him in the eye. “You ready, honey?” they asked. He nodded again and then pointed to them. Smiling at his thoughtfulness, they nodded too. “I’m ready.”
Together they moved their hands down and started to fondle each other. Rubbing him until he was fully erect, and then starting to pump his shaft. It was large, and while it wasn’t the biggest they’d ever seen it had girth enough to still be very pleasurable. Lucky them, for it would’ve truly been tragic if the previously non-sexual man had been the owner of the perfect penis to be used by no one.
The room was filled with their moans, and the creak of the bed each time Jason bucked his hips into their touch or shifted a bit because of the pleasure they were giving him. “You’re doing so well, Jason. You learn very quickly.” they complimented, and since the mask was off of his face they could see that he was starting to blush under the praise. Potential kink, maybe. Definitely something to be saved for later to try out.
Deciding to spice it up, Jason leaned in and pressed a kiss to his love’s lips as he fondled them and used his thumb to stroke their sensitive spot. Moaning into the kiss, their leg moved higher on his hip and their own movements quickened. Feeling some fluid at his tip, they swirled it over his head and continued to pump him.
Pulling away from the kiss, he let out a shakey breath as he felt himself clench, almost like a ball of something was building up and coiling.
“You close, baby?” they asked him, noticing the signs his body was giving them. Jason nodded. Close to what, he didn’t know, but he was definitely close to something.
“Then let me take care of you.” they said before repositioning him onto his back and them straddling his lap again, continuing to stroke him and gazing down at him as they did so.
The work his love was doing felt good. It felt so good. He didn’t know how long this feeling was going to last for, or what it would lead to, but if it felt anything like this he wasn’t going to complain.
His hands gripped the sheets as he watched his lover finish him off, and suddenly that clenching feeling released, and his eyes widened as pleasure overtook him. If his vocal chords had been in tact he would’ve cried out due to the pleasure he felt.
They stroked him a few more times to lengthen his climax, but when he started to fidget they stopped, instead looking at the white mess he made their hand and his torso. It was a rather impressive amount, but they supposed a first climax would do that. Bringing their hand up to their lips, they licked off some of the cum on it.
Tilting his head as he watched them, he felt both confused and proud. It was his cum that they were tasting, but why? Did it have nutritional value? Maybe it tasted good? He took a finger and ran it through one of the white streaks on his torso before bringing it to his mouth and taking a lick...
...before promptly choking on it. He gagged before forcing himself to swallow it and shook his head. His lover chuckled and continued to lap up the cum on their hand. “It’s a flavor you have to get used to before you start to like it.” they said.
Moving his partner to his side again, he then went to work to get them off too. It wasn’t fair for only him to experience pleasure like that, especially when they worked hard to get him there.
“You know Jason, sex doesn’t always have to be a give and take situation. But if you’re so eager to please me, I’ll allow it this time.” they said, resting their now cleaned hand on their stomach as they watched him start to work them over. As the pleasure began, they closed their eyes and tilted their head back a little on the pillow. “There you go baby, just like that.” they complimented, deciding that doing so now while they still had the ability to speak coherent sentences would be best.
Gasps, sighs, and moans were brought out of their mouth, and Jason lived for hearing them. They were beautiful strewn out on his bed like that, on display for him and only him, and providing him sounds that he didn’t want anybody else to hear ever again. One hand worked them over, and the other moved to help him sit on his knees before running it over his lover’s chest and playing with their nipples like last time. The moan they released was more than enough of a reward to keep doing it, so he did. Leaning down he pressed kisses to his lover’s body, tweaking their nipples and rubbing them the way they liked.
They wrapped an arm around him to hold onto him as they got closer to climax. “Jason, don’t stop.” they whined. Ha, as if he would when he was bringing them as much pleasure as they gave him. He noticed their breathing quicken, their body twitch and stiffen up, and as they cried out in their climax he saw them fall apart. Jason quickly fell in love with seeing them fall apart, the sight ingrained into his memory as he kept rubbing them without realizing he zoned out.
“Nuh uh. No, stop.” they said, snapping him out of it. As their hand moved down, it stopped his, pulling it away from their genitalia. “It felt amazing, honey, but it’s too much now.” they told him before pulling him in for a kiss.
If sex was going to feel like that, Jason knew that he wasn’t going to be so afraid of it when they ended up going all the way. Especially if it meant that he could make his love feel like that again too.
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Jason’s third night started after he got out of the shower about a week later. He’d gotten bloody and dirty chasing after some campers, and he didn’t want to be seen by his love drenched in the blood and viscera. They deserved better than that. So having gotten out of the shower, now clean everywhere, he had gone into the bedroom to get dressed into some clothes that weren’t ruined. But he was surprised when he saw his love knelt down on the floor facing the doorway waiting for him.
“Welcome back, honey.” they said with a smile on their face before crawling on all fours to him, sitting back on their knees again and looking up at him as they rested their head on his thigh. Instinctively his hand moved down to rest in their hair, gently petting their head affectionately. “I want to show you something tonight.” they said, to which the petting stopped and his head tilted in curiosity.
“We’ve gotten to know each other’s bodies, and last time we explored hand stuff. I was thinking tonight I could show you oral stuff.” his lover explained, gently rubbing a hand on his other thigh. His dick twitched at the thought of being pleasured like he had been last week, and he nodded at their suggestion. To which they grinned. “Excellent.”
Getting up, they peeled off the towel he’d been wearing to reveal that he had started to get hard. Bringing him to the bed they had him sit up against the head board with some pillows behind his back so he’d be comfortable. “This makes it easier for me. I don’t get as much jaw pain this way.” they said before trying to move down to prepare him, only to be stopped by a hand on their cheek.
Jason looked at them, concerned when they mentioned pain. Wasn’t sex not supposed to be violent? Why would they be in any pain? Or allow and accept such pain?
Placing a hand over his, they leaned into his touch. “When a person has their mouth open it can cause the muscles there to ache when it’s done for a longer period of time than usual. I haven’t had to keep my mouth open for a while, so my muscles probably won’t like it too much. But I do.” they told him, moving their head to press a kiss to his palm.
Hearing his partner out, he removed his hand after it was kissed and he rested it at his thigh, allowing them to do as they pleased. Using their hands they pumped his shaft until he was at full mast, then they pressed some kisses to the tip and his shaft. “I’m going to make you feel good Jason, don’t worry. I think you’ll like this.” they said before poking their tongue out and licking the underside of his cock.
His eyes shut momentarily in pleasure, his dick throbbing under her simple lick. He felt their tongue lick all over his shaft, getting it wet with their saliva. It was an odd but likable feeling, but his eyes popped open as they took him into their mouth, the wet heat sliding down over him feeling really good. Jason looked down at his love, and saw them looking back up at him with his dick in their mouth.
He had to look away.
Oh fuck, was that hot. If he wasn’t careful he could’ve almost climaxed from that. But he didn’t want to embarrass himself --he’d heard a couple of guys from earlier that day mention that girls didn’t like it when guys came too early-- and he knew his lover deserved better than to have him cum early.
But with them looking like that, it was quite the pressure.
As he looked away, his gaze went back to them when they started to suck. Jason could feel their mouth and throat clench around his cock whenever they would swallow around him, and he moved his hand down to rest on their head. Not guiding, not pulling on their hair, but resting it there. The only sounds in the room were the slurp sounds of sucking, his lover’s pleasured moans, and the creak of the bed as Jason twitched and squirmed in the bed, unable to keep still under their pleasurable torment.
As he got closer to his climax under their hard work, his hold on their hair would tighten, but he would stop short because he didn’t want to hurt them. Pulling off of his cock to replace the stimulus with their hand, they looked up at him. “You getting close, baby boy?” they asked as his dick throbbed. He nodded and then their lover went back down, sucking him faster and swallowing around him more frequently.
He felt that feeling building up in his body again with his pleasure almost overpowering him, and this time he was able to recognize it as he went over the edge. Oh fuck, he was cumming!
Jason’s lover swallowed him down as best as they could, and then released him from their mouth before panting and looking up at him still. “How was that?” they asked.
Moving his hand from their hair and to their back he prompted them to come up to him, to which they followed suit. He then pressed a firm, loving kiss to their lips and held them close to him. As Jason pulled away from the kiss, he panted despite not being the one who was doing all the work, feeling tired. He supposed they must definitely feel tired too. Positioning them down on the bed, he moved over them to return the favor, only to feel a hand on his cheek.
“It’s alright baby, I don’t need anything tonight. I was happy enough to suck your dick.” they told him. He tilted his head in confusion again. “Not every time needs to be reciprocated. That’s not how a partnership works. Sometimes you do something for fun, or because you want to, not because you expect something in return.” they explained.
Oh. Alright, if they were sure.
Moving back to their side, he held them close as they curled up to him. “You’re such a good cuddler.” they said as they held each other close.
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The fourth night came after one of their weekly dates. Jason couldn’t be seen by the public for a few reasons, but that didn’t mean that they didn’t make the most of what they could and could not do.
It was a sweet picnic date at the edge of the camp’s property. His love had gone to the market and got some fresh fruits, vegetables, and together they made some steaks and the rest of the food and drink for their picnic. The resulting steak, baked potatoes, side salads, a fruit salad to share, and fresh handmade lemonade with their favorite crushed fruit added to it --his was raspberry, theirs was strawberry-- ended up being perfect. The weather had held up, the spot they picked had a nice view of the water for his partner while also being far enough away from it for him, and as they ate together they fed each other food, snuggled, and then rested on the blanket watching the clouds when they were full and their picnic food left over had been packed up.
It was beautiful. It was perfect. Though anything with his love always would be perfect for him.
Later they watched the sunset for a while before the mosquitoes started to come out. They didn’t bother him, but he knew they bothered his lover, so they both grabbed something --him the basket, them the blanket they rested on-- and they headed back to their cabin. The blanket was set aside to be washed, the leftovers were properly put away, and the basket was placed into the closet on the shelf for next time they decided to have a picnic together.
“I’ll be right back Jason, feel free to get comfortable in the bed.” they said as they took a bundle of fabric he couldn’t distinguish and headed into the bathroom. Doing as he was told he went into the bedroom and started to strip, taking off his jacket, shoes, socks, his shirt, his pants, and leaving on his underwear as he laid back in the bed and waited patiently for his partner to return.
When they did, his breath was effectively stolen from his lungs. There they were dressed up in some sexy underwear --lingerie, his mind supplied-- that beautifully accentuated their chest, their waist, their hips, and surprisingly of all, their neck. It was shocking just how lovely they looked in their lingerie.
Seeing his wide eyes, their love chuckled. “See something you like, big boy?” they asked as they confidently strode into the room. Nodding, Jason held out his arms to have them come join him on the bed. Taking a look, they could see how interested he was in them just from this. “Up and alert already, huh? Just from this? You must really like it.” Jason nodded again and helped bring them the rest of the way to his lap. They settled on his lap, and he ran his hands over their waist, leaning in and pressing kisses to their neck and shoulder
He liked the lingerie a lot, but it was them that he loved a lot more. Feeling the vibrations of their quiet laughter under his lips, he felt that they knew that too. They pressed kisses to his shoulder, and once he’d let go of them they pressed a soft and loving kiss to his lips. Placing his hands on their hips he then pulled them closer to his body, craving the touch that only his lover could give, and the feelings that came with them. He felt them settle against his cock and he instinctively bucked up into them with a gasp, the pressure feeling good.
“We’ll get to that soon, baby. First we need to prepare each other.” they said with a soft chuckle. Nodding, Jason moved a hand down to rub at them through the lingerie and help prepare them in the way that he’d learned over their previous times together. His partner sighed in pleasure and moved to pump his cock through his underwear. It felt lovely to have his love pleasure them like that, and knowing that it was preparation for something else --something better-- was exciting.
It didn’t take long for him to get hard and ready, but his love took a little bit longer. Using an arm on his chest to balance themselves, they used the other to grab one of the items that had been around the first night but not used. It was a bottle of clear thick liquid.
“This is lubricant. Also known as lube. This helps people get wet, and it helps many different types of people in different ways. Some people who have vaginas don’t get wet enough from foreplay alone, so they use lube to help them the rest of the way. Anybody can use lubricant for their ass, and if a person who has a penis wants they can also use lube to help with masturbation. I want you to apply some to me and finger me. Get me ready, Jason.” they instructed as they removed their lingerie bottoms, and he quickly complied.
Gently taking the tube he squeezed some into his other hand, running the clear gel around his fingers to get used to the feeling before bringing his lubed hand down to their entrance and carefully prodding it with one of his fingers, entering his finger til the base knuckle. His lover gave a quiet moan at feeling his finger fit into them, his finger bigger and reaching more than their own. “Move it in and out.” they directed, and he did as they told him. Pumping his finger into and out of them, they clenched around his finger and asked for him to put a second one in. He did so and they moaned at the feeling of his fingers inside of them, and the feeling of them pumping in and out of their body. “Fuck, just like that.” they said as they continued to use their own hand to pump his shaft to keep it hard and interested.
Jason took a moment to add some more lube before putting in a third finger, and opened his love up for him. They let out a pleasured whine and squeezed his cock tight enough for Jason to tilt his head back in a silent groan.
“O-Okay, I’m ready. Please honey, let me have it.” they begged. Lifting his love off of him, they stripped of the top of their lingerie, and Jason lifted his hips enough to slide his underwear down and off of him. They got back on the bed and on top of him when they were ready, and Jason held onto their hips as they hovered over him. “Just one more thing.” they said before reaching over and tearing off a foil package, opening it up to reveal a rubber thing.
“This is a condom. Useful for preventing the spread of most sexually transmitted infections, preventing most pregnancies, and also good for containing cum for personal preference of not having it be inserted into the body.” they explained as they slid it onto his cock. “Are you ready?”
Jason pulled them close and pressed a kiss to their lips, and taking that as permission his love slid down and speared themselves on his cock. They both sighed into each other’s mouths at the feeling, and they pressed kisses to each other’s faces as they adjusted to it. Once his partner was ready they started to ride him. It was a slow start due to his size and their lack of intercourse, but with a little bit of time they were able to ride him without much fear of pain or straining themselves.
They slide up and down on his cock, using their hands on his chest to balance themselves as they worked the both of them over. He couldn’t moan, groan, or cry out, but he could let out sighs, and his breath could hitch, and it was those signs plus the physical and visible ones that allowed his partner to know that they were really affecting him with their work. His grip on their hips tightened, wanting to provide them pleasure like they were giving him.
“If you’d like, you can buck your hips now.” they offered, and as per usual he followed their direction. As they rode him, they moaned as he bucked his hips up and into them. At first it was quick and sporatic, but then he managed to start to fuck into them at the same rhythm as they rode him. Letting out a moan they clenched around him, starting to feel the coil in their body tighten. Jason moved a hand down at the apex of their thighs and started to work them over.
“Unh, fuck babe.” they moaned, continuing to ride him. Huffing a bit, he thrust up into them quicker, trying to keep the rhythm while bringing them closer to their release. His cock throbbed at the thought of being able to have them cum around him, and his own body clenched a bit as he fucked into them.
The feeling continued to course through his partner’s body, and they whined his name to warn him that they were close. Fuck yes, he wanted to see them fall apart again. Show him just how beautiful, how amazing they looked while crying out his name as they came. His wait ended and he got exactly what he wanted within a few more minutes when they clenched around his cock and came with a cry of his name on their lips.
Fuck they were gorgeous like this. Continuing to fuck into them, he removed his hand from their sensitive genitalia and placed it back on their hip. He loved hearing their voice as they came, and it made him wish that he could do the same so his lover could enjoy the same sensations from hearing it as he did. But unfortunately his vocal chords were physically ruined and unable to be fixed.
His love was a hard worker in many things, and sex wasn’t an exception. They continued to ride them despite their sensitivity, and before long it had been their whines, their beauty, and their oversensitivity that caused him to cum.
It was so much better now than when he’d come from their hand.
Tilting his head back and squeezing his eyes shut, he came into the condom, bucking his hips up into his partner as it shot out of him and into the rubber contraceptive. He settled a few moments later and pulled his lover off of his cock, his body shuddering from oversensitivity as he did. They helped him take off the condom, tied off the one end, then let it drop onto the floor to be dealt with later.
Jason pulled them down to lay down on him, his arms going around their waist and holding them close, his eyes still closed however this time in bliss.
Some time later --he didn’t know how long or short the time was-- his lover spoke. “We need to clean up.” they said, sounding tired and lacking the desire to actually do so.
He lifted his hand and pat their back once with his fingers splayed out. Five.
Five more minutes.
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Things had been pretty hectic the past few weeks unfortunately. Some campers came into the camp, but these weren’t the same run of the mill campers Jason had been used to killing off. These ones were much more prepared for something to go wrong, and it gave their mask wearing lover a harder challenge. In the end he’d gotten them, the police who responded to the panicked call, and only one person had escaped. But Jason had been injured extensively in the process.
Once it was all over, his love had taken time to take care of him and make him better. Cleaning his wounds despite the fact that he could do that all on his own, making sure he was comfortable, making him food, checking his traps and doing the rotations --that one took a lot of convincing and a burn at his pride when he could barely get to the cabin’s front door to do it himself-- and it was at times like this that he was very grateful to have his love with him.
But now he was fully healed, quickly under their care, and he wanted to help spoil them.
They had been cooking some vegetables and meat for a stir fry when they felt him wrap his arms around their waist. Gently holding onto his arm, they slightly leaned back into his body, enjoying the feeling of his touch. “Mmm, hello honey.” they said before opening their eyes again and using a spatula to stir the food so it wouldn’t stick or burn. Jason moved his head down to press kisses to their face and neck, causing them to giggle. “The food will be ready in about another ten minutes.” they said.
That was fantastic, but he wanted them now.
Pressing firmer kisses to their neck, he then playfully sucked at it a few times. His partner arched their back a bit, accidentally pressing their ass against his dick. He bucked lightly against their ass, and they gave a soft moan before sighing. “Alright, I suppose dinner can wait a bit longer.” they said as they turned off the stove and moved the pan to an unused burner before turning around and looking at Jason.
He smiled as he picked them up, their legs wrapping around his waist as he carried them to their bedroom. “Jason! What’s going on with you?” they asked with a laugh as he playfully dropped them onto the bed, causing them to bounce a bit.
Grabbing a notebook at the bedside table and a pen he wrote them a note and handed the book over.
I want to spoil you tonight. You’ve been amazing to me and I want to thank you for it.
“Aww, that’s sweet Jason. Come here.” they said, setting the notebook aside. Getting into the bed over them, he pressed kisses to their cheeks, their lips, and their neck. Meanwhile his partner ran their hands over his body and started to strip him of his clothing. The jacket came off, then the shirt. They kissed his chest and ran their hands over his torso before pulling him closer to give him a proper mind melting kiss.
Pulling away Jason helped them get undressed. Everything came off and was tossed away to reveal his love’s body. He also took off his pants and underwear before rejoining them on the bed, moving to massage their limbs, their chest, and kissing the places he massaged after he was done with the area. “Mmm, Jason you’re going to make me melt if you keep this up.” they commented, causing Jason to give a silent chuckle before he moved onto the next area. Massaging to relax them, and pressing kisses to the flesh to excite them.
Once he’d done so with every inch of their body, he pumped himself a few times to make sure he was still fully hard before going into preparing his lover. Grabbing the lube he lubed up a couple fingers before also lubing up his love’s entrance, sticking the fingers inside once he was ready and they seemed to be too. They moaned and watched as he fucked his fingers in and out of them, stretching them out and making sure they would be ready for him.
It seemed that he had gone on with the preparation for a bit too long because they continued to squirm under him and whined that they needed him now.
That was something he could definitely do.
Grabbing a condom, opening the package and sliding the rubber on his cock, he tossed the packaging aside and moved over his love, face to face and looking into each other’s eyes. He tilted his head, letting his cock press against their entrance but not going in. Jason needed to know.
“Yes, I’m ready.”
And that was all he needed. He pushed himself inside and held onto their hip with one hand as he fully entered them. They moaned under him, it having been a bit of time and finally getting some relief. After they adjusted he began to move, and they clung onto him as he began to find a rhythm and their hips bucked into his to help them both gain pleasure.
He sucked on their neck as he thrust, the instinct too strong to do otherwise. The resulting clench certainly wasn’t an opposition to it either. Neither were the curses or the way they said his name. Moving their leg higher on his hip he kept up with his pace, holding onto them as he worshiped their body, their mind, their everything that made them who they were and allowed for him to partake in their kindness and love.
He felt them clench around him and started to recognize the signs of them being close to orgasm. Keeping his pace he pressed a kiss to their lips and it was the last straw for them, crying out into his mouth as they came on him. Continuing to thrust, he pulled away from the kiss and instead gazed down at the visage of his love’s face, eyes glazed over with orgasm, their cheeks flushed, and their mouth open and gasping lightly for breath.
Their eyes cleared a few minutes later, or at the very least had more sentience to them and they made contact with his. His body started to shake a bit under their gaze, the look of adoration and love proving to be too much for his body. He’d never been so loved like this, and knowing that it was his partner who was giving him such a look and helping him find a new way to express his love for them was overwhelming in the best way.
With a silent cry he climaxed into the condom, thrusting a few more times before settling. He pulled out of them, removed the condom, tied it off and left it on the bedside table before moving to his lover’s side and pulling them close to snuggle.
“That was amazing Jason. You’ve truly learned a lot.” they complimented as they nuzzled their face into his chest. He used a hand and drew hearts on their back as a silent I love you.
“I love you too Jason. So much.” they replied as they laid there taking in each other’s presence.
It was about ten minutes later that he remembered something. Grabbing the notebook and pen, he wrote something down.
Food?
They laughed and nodded, kissing his cheek. “Yeah, we’ll get cleaned up and them we can finish dinner.”
How would Ghostface, Jason, Myers, Wesker react if a survivor flashed their boobs at them in an attempt to distract them from getting caught? Would it work, would they laugh, make them horny? 🤔
Omg love this asks 😍
Killers react to survivor who flashed them
Ghostface
You were getting cornered and you had a low chance of escaping
Without thinking you lift up your top and flash the masked killer
It seemed like time paused
Everything went quiet and he stilled
Under the mask his face was a bit red and his eyes wide with a big grin
His cock strained in his pants and he let out a raspy breath
You took off and he chased after you, enjoying the chase
He'll tackle you on the ground and then fuck you (if we're talking about Danny)
Jason Voorhees
He trudged after you through the woods
And like in the horror movies you tripped and fell
He lifted his blade and you lifted your top flashing him
He froze for enough time for you to get up and run away
He immediately chased after you
He doesn't appreciate you doing that; it reminds him of the old camp counselors
Michael Myers
You ran through the house with Michael slowing chasing after you
His knife readied to stab you and you turned around and flashed him
He didn't even pause and stabbed you in your chest
What did you think would happen? He doesn't care lol
Wesker
He ran after you with Uroboros at the ready
He was gaining on you so without thinking you turned around, grabbed the ends of your shirt, lifting it off you, and flashed him
He stopped, faint blush dusted his cheeks
He stuttered for a second and then chuckled
"that was very unexpected I'll give you that.." he walked closer to you and put Uroboros away
Yeah so he'll either let you go or he'll take you
Michael, Jason, and Thomas with a s/o who laughs in the middle of the night with their friends , like- they don’t want to wake them up so their s/I just go into the living room at 2 in the morning laughing with their friends on call in the dark
Omg!!! I can't believe you followed me, I've been such a big fan since I've joined Tumblr!
Slashers with a s/o who laughs in the night w/ friends
Michael
He is a very light sleeper so when you got up his eyes snapped open
He just layer there though wanting to see what you were doing
When he heard your feet against the floor and the door creak open he slowly turned
His slowly got up and followed you
He heard you laugh and he watched you from afar with your had tilted
Why were you laughing? And at 2am in living room while it's bitch black
He would slowly stalk closer not making a sound and peer over at your phone
You wouldn't notice til your friend screamed that someone was behind you
You jumped and saw Micheal standing there menacingly
You sighed and told your friend it's okay and the explained to Michael what you were doing
Michael just gave a veru small hardly noticable nod and turned around and headed back towards the bedroom
Jason
He is also a light sleeper but he's not like Michael
He only woke up when the door creaked open
He immediately shot up and grabbed his machete that he keeps by the bed
He looked where you usually lay and you were gone
He panicked and stormed out of bed and looked for you
He hard giggles form the living room and he recognized your voice
He immediately calmed and relaxed
He saw you sitting on the couch with your phone lighting up your red face
He put his machete down on the kitchen table and walked over to you
He found it a little strange and concerning you were up late but he was glad your not hurt
He patted your head and you looked at him in confusion
He sat down next to you and suggested you lay on him
He would doze off soon after
Thomas
He's more of a deep sleeper but it's not like he needs 20 air horns blowing in his ears to wake him up
He would only wake when he heard your laughter from downstairs
He's is confused why your laughing so he goes to check it out
He is not quiet especially with those creaky stairs
Your alerted of his presence and turn your head towards him
He tilts his head at you and you turn your had away laughing nervously and explaining to him
He give a small quiet laugh and sighs looking at you with a soft gaze
He pressed a finger to his lips to indicate to be a little more quiet, he doesn't want Hoyt to wake up and yell at you
You nod and turn back to your phone and continued chatting with your friend
He heads back upstairs waiting for you to return so he can fall back asleep
Slashers: *puts Y/N in an escape room to test their skills*
Y/n: *happily kissing the security camera when they notice it*
Slasher: *smiling the talks over the speaker* baby you have to try and escape….
Y/n: but it’s so cozy in here
Slasher: *sighs and goes to get their partner*
Y/n: people flirt all the time!
Slasher: yeah I know.
Y/n: so that means! I-
Slasher: nope! Not you I own your ass!
Y/n: *looks around and at their hands*
Slasher: what are you looking for?
Y/n: my god damn wedding ring that says I’m yours!