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azmosposts

10 months ago

PLEASEE MORE Slasher!Konig in the halloween party!!

Konig doesn't enjoy the company of a bunch of drunk students, but he knows he has to wait. None of the victims were appealing - none were speaking to his inner psycho. The night was dry of good alcohol and good company, so he almost considered a good old mass homicide. Burned down party house, piles of bodies inside. No one would bother to check a bunch of frat boys for knife holes when their bodies already melted together. He found you while searching for gasoline. Cute, adorable you. You're tugging on his sleeve, probably thinking he is just some drunk party-goer who got lost in the frat. Thank god for the mask he is wearing - you make a silly joke about never knowing which one of GhostFace costumes are the real killer. You make a silly joke about him having "killer muscles...pun intended" and laugh like it was actually funny. He just shrugs, allowing you to take his hand and lead him to one of the quieter rooms of the house. You smile, saying it's totally fine if he is not feeling up for the party. You don't really like it yourself, but you promised one of the guys to help with catering and to watch over a rowdy crown not getting too rowdy. Played a good little housewife and smiled as he asked about other guys. He put a hand on your knee and you giggled a little. Said no one would bother to look for you here - everyone are too busy drinking. You might have a little fun. Oh, Konig is going to have fun, indeed. Pushed you on the bed, a hand on your throat. Chocked you, the perfect little victim. Wanted to pepper kisses all over your face, but that would mean taking off the mask - so he just continues to squeeze. Forcing you to submit to him. Smiling under the rubber. Then stopped. You're too perfect of a victim - didn't even tried to fight him. If anything, your hips buckled towards him - like a bitch in heat, perfect for the riping. Too perfect to kill you so easily. Konig huffs, feeling up your wet pussy through that little shorts of a vaguely slutty costume you were wearing. Suddenly kisses you on the forehead and searched for any rope or spare clothes to tie you up to the bed and shut your eyes and mouth. Doesn't want your screams to alert others as he finally finds the gasoline and enough matches to send the damn place flying. At least you're given the status of a missing person. At least Konig likes you enough to press you against his chest as he exits the building, taking you over to his house. You can play a cute housewife all you want over there.

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azmosposts

10 months ago

Cabin in the woods (yandere!shasher!Konig x fem!Reader x yandere!slasher!Horangi) chapter 6

You start to break down, finally accepting Konig's soft advances.

WARNINGS: Blood, dub-con bordering on non-con, general slasher-y, mild knife stabbing

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Cabin In The Woods (yandere!shasher!Konig X Fem!Reader X Yandere!slasher!Horangi) Chapter 6

This basement is filled with dead people. Or, so you thought at first glance.

At the second glance, you notice a broken bicycle, a bunch of furniture pieces, and something that you could only describe as a particularly horrible-looking attempt at wood carving. Or, maybe, a hanging post. You were in the killer’s layer, after all.

You were there for 10, maybe 15 minutes, and you already know that you are not making it out sane. Your whole body is trembling, your head is throbbing, you are dizzy after an orgasm, and Max is still lying here, his body is warm and soft. Blood stopped dripping from his stomach, but it didn’t make him any less dead. Coughing and almost throwing up from disgust, you spit out every last bit of cum that you managed to get out of your sore throat. You needed something – water, normal food, a good few hours of sleep because you’ve been running on sheer adrenaline for the past 12 hours and it started to take a toll on your…everything.

Just a few hours ago, you were a bored college girl on her forest trip with a bunch of weirdo friends. Your biggest problem was the utter boredom of this fucking woods, not the murderous maniacs on your tail. Now…

— Open wide, Maus. Let me feed you, ja?

Now you were spoonfed reheated chicken soup by König. Colonel in the PMC. The guy who dropped his mask to make you even more scared because you see all the burn marks and scars on his face, and just know that you won’t ever be able to resist someone as strong as him.

Guy who calls you “good girl” and pets your head and tries to engage you in this weird as fuck power dynamic that makes your cheeks warm and your mouth open, even though the saltiness of the soup makes you remember his cum and…fuck. Oh, god fucking damnit.

He is smiling like a maniac, making sure that with each spoon of your soup, you also eat something…you don’t even want to acknowledge it, your stomach is too empty, and your mouth was already tarnished by him, so what’s the problem with a few more drops of his semen, carefully added to the mixture so you won’t be able to miss it? You cringe in disgust as he smiles and pushes even more in your throat, almost making you gag from the spoon deep past your teeth. At least you know that the chicken bits here are actual chicken.

— Let…let me go. Please.

You finish the bowl of soup after a few torturous minutes. The salty taste in your mouth leaves you cringing, and König smiles, wiping your face with a napkin. You feel helpless – with your arms newly bound, there is nothing much you can do when he presses a bottle of coke to your mouth, making you wash away the incredible saltiness with even more incredible sweetness. You want to gag, but he closes your mouth swiftly after.

He smiles.

— We’ll walk you later. Now is not the time for girls to be out.

— I’m not a…

He scoops you in his hands, your body swinging in the air like a doll. It’s horrible, just how strong he is – makes you tremble in his hold, like a useless little victim you are. God, this even sounds embarrassing – yet you can hear the smile in his voice as he drags you along with him. Forcing you to look at Max’s dead body, the smell isn’t filling the room just yet. You try your best to consider yourself lucky.

— You’re cranky, Maus. Need to get you out of here before he starts to smell, right? Brainy ones usually rot extremely fast.

He laughs at his own joke as he pushes you in his arms further. Your head pounds with every one of his rough, deep phrases, his hands are going to roughly manhandle you in place. You whine, too weak to resist but not too weak to stop crying. God, this is pathetic. And scary, And not like those movies about hot killers and half-naked girls.

You’re not a final girl material because instead of fighting him and slamming your knee in his dick again, you get even further on his hands, hoping he would be able to hold you in place like you wanted it.

— Not sure if I should call you a Kitten or a good girl. What do you prefer?

He pushes his large, calloused hand to your face, smearing blood all over your cheeks once again. You cringe, your nose gets the fragrance of blood and decay from his skin – the weirdest fucking perfume that you hope to never smell again. Sobbing softly, you allow him to press his hands on your body, to roam around freely, like you were his fucking treat and not a real person with wants and desires.

— Fuck you.

— It’s Horangi’s job, girl. Not yours, ja?

He laughs plentifully, getting you in his hands. You shiver under his touch, not wanting his fingers anywhere near your abused body – they got you off one time exactly, and you wish never to come from your captor’s toucher. You don’t even want to look at Max, too scared to ever see his lifeless, cold face – terrified of the deep path you feel towards him. Like nothing has happened, like he wasn’t one of your friends. You don’t feel anything besides being tired, and you can’t begin to unwrap all the complex feelings behind your assholish friend group deaths.

Jenny and Chad are still out here, still could get help – but they were ignoring every one of your pleads, not wanting to ruin their nice vacation with your dumb panic. Deep down, you almost feel like screwing these fucking assholes and hoping that they would get impaled by a large freaking stick, preferably in the middle of very lame and satisfying sex. Preferably…

— König, I thought we agreed of not letting her out.

— You’re going hunting, and I need company.

— She could run, you know. You’re too soft on her.

— I can break her ankle! She won’t run then.

König’s voice is so cheerful you actually feel nauseous. He is smiling and laughing, and they both hug before the shorter guy gets out – you can’t even begin to remember the outline of their house because, honestly, serial killers shouldn’t have houses this nice. Ruch wood, probably painted with blood, some hunting trophies, probably incrusted with human bones and remains of their victims, a lot of silly little knickknacks that are probably trophies from the previous groups of dumb college kids…

Shit, no matter how much you wanted to say that this place looks horrible and straight out of a horror movie, it still looks nice. You wonder if it could be scored for a low price, with all the disappearing in the woods around it. You wonder if they started to kill people to make the house cheaper and buy it for half a Euro and a firm handshake.

König grabs you like a plush toy, squeezing you in his magnificent, strong chest, almost making you choke on his boobs as you just desperately try to breathe. He smells like masculinity, too much male perfume and blood – you tuck your face closer to his neck, trying to see if you could, perhaps, bite through his blood stream and vampire your way out of this place, but he only laughs, feeling your teeth on his skin as a form of foreplay. You didn’t want foreplay, you wanted to fucking kill him, maul him to death, do everything in your power to drop him on his back and perform acts that would be not only concerning to feminism but humanity as a whole.

He drops you on the couch before you can sink your teeth into his shoulder, leaving perfect teeth marks on the pale skin of his body. You heard somewhere that human bites are actually incredibly dangerous and call make you ill – you also hoped that you could somehow get rabies from that one poor rodent lying dead on the ground, and so you would be able to transfer the disease to these two fuckers.

You hoped that Karen would give them all the STDs that are possibly could be transmitted.

You hoped that Max would annoy the shit out of them before he died.

You hoped…but it’s useless now, isn’t it? You are sitting on the couch, your captor keeping a firm hand on your thigh, his erection still hard in his pants – you refuse to look at it, you’re better than this, but, oh god, you had no idea a dick could be this dick and don’t prod through pants. You feel like a house dog that was allowed to sit on the soft furniture for the first time in her life, and you hate it. With a groan and, perhaps, a bit of an angry yelp, you fall to the ground.

König smiles immediately – and pushes your face between his legs, perhaps thinking that you just died to suck him off. You wince, both from disgust and fear. Your jaw is still sore, and you aren’t sure how you can still close it.

— Such an eager girl, ja? I will give you what you want then.

Come to think of it, while he is relaxed and his partner is out of the house, you could try to bite his dick off. It should give you a headstart to run and find a weapon to eliminate one of the problems. Then, again, it would require you to put his dick in your mouth again.

Your jaw pleaded to just allow him to fuck your pussy instead.

Your pussy pleaded to just give him your ass, to not risk being pregnant.

Your ass…yeah, you’re not trying anal for the first time with a guy who can swing his dick like a baseball bat and kill some unhappy campers with it.

With the swiftness of the wind, you get up, sitting on the couch in the most modest pose you can imagine. You threw away a couple of pillows in the process – nice pillows, soft pillows, pillows you couldn’t imagine in the house of not just two killers but two military dudes who don’t seem like the type to like everything soft and cute. Besides you, you guess – or they always get one of their victims as leverage or a fucked up pet until they are fully committed to just killing you and eating what is left of your remains.

König only laughs, getting a hand over your shoulders and pressing you closer to him. You don’t want to, but you’re basically naked, save for your underwear and torn jeans, and he is warm. You don’t need a blanket when you have his hot flesh next to your skin – you suppress a smile, trying your best not to fall into their clutches. You’re tired, yes, but it’s not an excuse to be a whore! There are many more convenient moments to be a slut and this one is not it. They killed your friends!

Your asshole friends.

— You have any movie preferences?

He has to repeat his question a few times, you’re too lost in thought to actually listen. Only when he pinched your thigh, no doubt leaving a bruise, you kinda jumped in place, only barely containing a pathetic whimper. His fingers just started to gently squeeze and play with soft flesh, only making everything more warm and twisted and painful.

— No slashers.

He chuckles, pressing his hand deeper into your inner thigh. You try to close your legs, not wanting to invite his fingers in, but he just rests his fingertips on the border of torn jeans, gently brushing it over the sensitiveness of your skin. You gulp, suppressing any reaction.

— No slashers. Gut. I, too, prefer the real thing.

Shiver rund down your spine. God, you need to get out of here, not play house with a murderer! A handsome murderer who killed your asshole friends and who was also kinda nice(not killing you, that is) and even saved you from being too hurt and even allowed you on the couch and even…god, you’re a miserable shell of a woman and the greatest speedrunner of the Stockholm syndrome in the world.

Your body sinks into the couch that smells like a mix between a frat house and a meat fridge.

He turns on the TV, placing something dumb and loud. You don’t even want to look, but you’re bored, and you don’t want him to think you are letting him off the hook with your observant nature – you look at him, quietly as he intensely watches a…

A familiar melody fills the room. You actually need to wait a few seconds, blink, and then look at the screen again. God, is he fucking serious right n-

You are sitting in the house in the middle of a murder forest, with the dead body of your friend rotting in the basement of said house, you were forced to have sex with the killers of the said friends, and now you’re kidnapped in the said house…and the killer just turned on fucking Encanto for you.

— It’s popular among girls your age, right?

You want to say that, among normal college female population, porn would be far more suitable to watch. The guy looks older than you, for sure, mature, with a rugged face and scars and that perfect stubble and touches of silver in his ginger hair, and…shit, you’re dreaming of his rough handsomeness again. Quick, think about your dead friend.

— I’m not 5.

— You act like you’re 5.

— Wh…what do you mean?

— You left your friends to die, you don’t care that we can hurt you…

— I care that you can hurt me!

— You’re silly, Liebling. A normal person would try to run away three times already.

— You said you’d break my ankles.

— I will. Still, you look like you prefer this place more, ja? You can watch dumb shows and eat whatever you want and never worry about…whatever you were doing before.

— I don’t! I…this is stupid.

— You’re a bit dumb, Schatzen. Don’t worry, we’ll take care of you.

He smiles as he ruffles your hair again, his hand goes to gently cup your face and cover it with hungry, sloppy kisses. You can’t even focus on the cartoon on the screen because he is basically devouring your lips right now, forcing you to open your mouth and invite him in – you don’t want him to bite you, you are hurt enough without that kind of contribution. You feel dizzy, dehydrated, you are still exhausted, and you’d want nothing more but to close your eyes and allow him to do whatever he wants with your lifeless body.

You want to roll to the side, hug the pillow, and watch Encanto on pair with some trash TV about housewives killing each other over a garden salad. You don’t want to think about your dead friends because they are dead, you are alive, and your lips are getting crushed as he forces the kiss to be more deep, as he brings his hand to gently squeeze your waist and brush over your back.

You are flushed by the end of the kiss, König grins sluggishly as you are panting, shocked, excited and a bit overwhelmed. In the heat of the moment, you didn’t even think about biting his tongue off – which sounded a bit stupid right now, yes, he would probably just kill you for trying, but you could at least…you could at least close your lips and don’t allow him to kiss you like an excited puppy who just loves loves loves covering your face with his saliva.

Like a dig with a boner, König presses wet lips all over your face and head – in your hair, on your temple, gently brushing over your forehead and cheeks, making sure that he traces his lips over every last bit of blood that he left on your skin. He grunts in the kiss, something more like a guttural moan, and you never knew that just the motion of simple, sloppy kisses can make a man so excited – you are scared and just a little bit curious. Just how much he wants to touch his victim.

König gently places you down on the couch, forcing you to sit straight. He picks up one of the fallen decor pillows and throws it into your hands, allowing you to have something to fidget with. He almost looks guilty, anxious, that barbaric, rugged face is red with embarrassment and sadness as he can’t really do anything nice with you right now, can’t play with you like he wants to. God, König would give up a lot to just fuck you raw on this couch, to forget about your stupid friends and make you their nice little couple addition – but he promised, he knows he is, and you’re too sensitive and overwhelmed to take him like this now.

König can bet that you’d be so tight he wouldn’t even get a finger in. Breaking you in should feel fucking amazing.

— Can’t fuck you right now, Schatzi. Promised my tiger we would share you.

He smiles guilty, boyish, that dumb smile brings heat to your cheeks again. You turn away from him, feeling his hands keeping you in place firmly – but otherwise, he allows you to just watch the movie, getting lost in the plot you saw a couple dozen times.

You are watching the movie, and König is watching you.

— You aren’t sad?

— About what? You can sense a certain level of nervousness in his tone. You lick your lips, hugging the pillow closer to your face so he won’t be able to read your expressions.

— That we can’t fuck right now.

— I don’t want to have sex at all.

— You came stronger than I did.

— It’s a…ph…physical reaction. I didn’t want it.

— You don’t sound convinced.

He is drilling the dangerous thoughts in your head. The desire to just empty your brain and allow them to take the lead, the desire of your mind to simply shut down from all of the horrors you already saw. This is an apathetic stance – you don’t see a point in fighting after you see what they are capable of, and you certainly don’t see the point in ever trying again. Still, you somehow want them to stop, just so you can stop worrying about falling for their trap and stop being a good person who cares for her friends.

You feel like almost falling asleep, dozing off on the couch – not because you feel safe or warm, but because your body is simply refusing to reach anymore, too exhausted to produce even the most basic self-reservation instincts. König forces your head on his lap, gently stroking your tear-stained face.

When Horangi returns home with a bloody axe and Jenny, kicking and screaming in his hold, you are fully asleep on König’s lap.

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cheriefairy

1 year ago

ᥕᥲs 𝗍һіᥒkіᥒg ᥆𝖿 mᥲkіᥒg ᥲ ᥡᥲᥒძᥱrᥱ sᥣᥲsһᥱr ᥕһ᥆ mᥲkᥱs ᥡ᥆ᥙ kіᥣᥣ ᥲᥣᥣ ᥡ᥆ᥙr ᥲssһ᥆ᥣᥱ 𝖿rіᥱᥒძs і𝗍 іs g᥆іᥒg 𝗍᥆ ᑲᥱ [ᥒ]s𝖿ᥕ s᥆᥆᥆᥆...

ძ᥆ᥱs ᥲᥒᥡ᥆ᥒᥱ ᥕᥲᥒᥒᥲ ᑲᥱ 𝗍ᥲggᥱძ іᥒ і𝗍?

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cheriefairy

1 year ago

ᥴᥕ/𝗍ᥲgs: sᥙggᥱs𝗍і᥎ᥱ, mᥱᥒ𝗍і᥆ᥒs ᥆𝖿 gᥱᥒі𝗍ᥲᥣs 𝗍һᥲ𝗍's ᥲᥣᥣ і 𝗍һіᥒk

ᥲ/ᥒ: 𝗍ᥲkᥱ 𝗍һіs ᥲs ᥲᥒ ᥲ⍴᥆ᥣ᥆gᥡ 𝖿᥆r ᥒ᥆𝗍 һᥲ᥎іᥒg mᥡ k᥆ᥒіg sᥣᥲsһᥱr ძ᥆ᥒᥱ ᑲᥙ𝗍 ȷᥙs𝗍 𝗍᥆ 𝖿ᥡі і ᑲr᥆kᥱ mᥱ ᥲᥒkᥣᥱ ᥲᥒძ һᥲძ 𝗍᥆ һᥲ᥎ᥱ sᥙrgᥱrᥡ ᥲ ᥣіᥣ mіᥒᥙ𝗍ᥱ ᥲg᥆ ᥲᥒძ s𝗍ᥲr𝗍ᥱძ ⍴𝗍 ᥲᥒძ і𝗍's r᥆ᥙgһ s᥆ ᑲᥲrᥱ ᥕі𝗍һ mᥱ і'm ᥲᥣm᥆s𝗍 ძ᥆ᥒᥱ ᥕі𝗍һ і𝗍,⍴ᥣᥱᥲsᥱ 𝖿᥆rgі᥎ᥱ ᥲᥒᥡ grᥲmmᥲr ᥆r s⍴ᥱᥣᥣіᥒg mіs𝗍ᥲkᥱs, і𝗍 іs ᑲᥣᥲᥴk!rᥱᥲძᥱr ᥴ᥆ძᥱძ ᑲᥙ𝗍 ᥲᥒᥡ᥆ᥒᥱ ᥴᥲᥒ rᥱᥲძ і𝗍 ᥲs skіᥒ 𝗍᥆ᥒᥱ іsᥒ'𝗍 mᥱᥒ𝗍і᥆ᥒ, і'm ᥆⍴ᥱᥒ 𝗍᥆ ᥒіᥴᥱ 𝖿ᥱᥱძᑲᥲᥴk ᑲᥙ𝗍 ძ᥆ᥒ'𝗍 ᑲᥱ mᥱᥲᥒ ᥆r rᥙძᥱ ᥲᑲ᥆ᥙ𝗍 і𝗍. rᑲs arᥱ ᥲ⍴⍴rᥱᥴіᥲ𝗍ᥱძ!

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cheriefairy

1 year ago

➥ 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎!𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚛!𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐 x 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

➥ 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜: 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝.

➥ 𝚌𝚠/𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜:𝚙𝚠𝚙, 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚘....𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚛*𝚙𝚎(𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐), 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚖 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚐, 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜, 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜, 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢-𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜 (𝚕𝚖𝚔 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐)

➥ ᥲ/ᥒ: 𝚒𝚔 і'𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚣 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛'𝚜 𝙸'𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚖𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢'𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔, (𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚛ᥲ𝚖𝚖ᥲ𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜), 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚛𝚋𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍! 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𔓘.

halloween was coming up and surprisingly you were actually excited for it finally having a reason to relax, drink and look pretty while doing it. you'd rather be with konig a guy you've been talking too but he told you he had plans sadly, plus you were already invited to a halloween costume party that your friends we're throwing so might as well go, you decide to put together a cute corpse bride costume.despite them being horrible friends you weren't going for them.

you already knew where the party was but as much as you hate car pooling that's what you planned on doing so since you wanted to get drunk and most definitely didn't wanna drive back with a hangover, the party was at an house that jess's boyfriends friend found which is interesting saying as it's only going to be you ,jess, sofia, max, alex in a rural forest area an cabin from what google showed you for 2 days. knowing that you don't like sharing food you decide to bring your own food but you'll be judge you decided to bring your on snacks and quick meals to last the idea coming from a guy your talking to.

jess the supposed best friend texted you notifying that max was on his was to pick you up and they had already headed out and too hurry since it was a long drive there, which is typical behavior of theirs leaving ahead of you and making you rush to catch up but instead of rushing to please them you were going to take your time and get ready even if you were done. also knowing she sent max to pick you up because he liked you despite you telling her how uncomfortable you felt around him solidified how little she cared for your feelings.

you've been friends with jess for so long it's hard to understand why she treats you like your below her, but with the recent therapy, better job and talking to this guy you for outside opinion, decided that after this party you'll never talk to them again and little did you know that would happen maybe not how you planned it but it happened none the less.

around the time you finished packing and your makeup max texted you saying he was outside. you sighed to yourself and dammed yourself for actually being done with everything.

you walked out of your home unknowingly for the last time. you walked down to where max packed his car and got in saying a quick hello hoping he wouldn't attempt to continue to talk to you, but of course nothing goes your way. "yn, can't i get more than a hello?"

you sighed quietly "well what else do you want me to say?" he leaned towards you a little and said "well, a hello kiss would be ideal." you rolled your eyes at him saying a strong "no, now stop ." he raised his hands in mock surrender and started driving.

knowing he'll talk your ear off if given the chance, you turned his radio up and let it drown out any chance of his to pressure you into being with or intimate with you, and got as comfy as you could get in the passenger seat as it was hour drive.

finally pulling up into the driveway of the gated house, you couldn't help but admire the gothic style of the house. max pulled into the drive way and you could see that their was another car there knowing it was jess's boyfriends car alex, sighing to yourself you prepared for anything they might throw at you and got out of the car. max got out right behind you "no hug and no kiss you, must not like me much." he said while smiling knowing you didn't like him touching you as he'd seem to make an habit of not knowledging your no's and stop.

he's never assaulted you but he most definitely didn't take your no's into consideration "yeah, you know I don't give hugs." you responded quickly which was a lie you were a very affectionate person obviously not with him or anyone who was going to be at this party.

you walked up the house steps to the front door and max quickly followed behind you. but before you could knock he grabbed you arm pulled you to him and said "I hope you know I like you, I want you, fuck of you'll let me I'll love you." he paused slightly then continued "a man can only take so much teasing." as he rubbed his hand down your arm and tried to grab you ass but thankfully the door opened.

sofia was who opened she had a massive crush on max, you knew she doesn't likes you but it was always weird when you thought about it. she looked you up and down seemingly angry that you actually came and on top of that with max, like anyone gave you the option. before noticing max a.k.a the reason she didn't like you, despite it being obviously clear you didn't want him.

sofie quickly looked up at him and smiled stepping out to hug him, while she did that you stepped inside and was shocked how pretty it was in the inside as it was outside. seeing the rest of the group you did or well tried to give greetings as like always they ignored you and continue what they were doing. sometime went by when sofia and max decided to finally join everyone inside.

forgetting to grab your bag because you wanted to get away from max, you went back to get it and noticed it was sitting outside of his car rolling your eyes "such a gentleman." you mumbled to yourself. grabbing the handle and looking around the scenery you noticed a tall masked man by the gate but as quickly as you noticed him he was gone.

being bothered by it you went to grab a drink to help you relax, not realizing that no one else seemed to have one. you quickly were filling up a cup you found in the house you could hear hushed whispers coming from the living room where everyone was seated. when you walked into the room the talking immediately stopped as you found a seat and sat. looking around the room filled with jess, her boyfriend alex,sofia, max. looking at them as they looked back at you "what?" you said as you sipped your drink they looked at each other then jess responded "nothing" she paused but continued "its just that when we got here me and sofia think we saw someone walking around the gate." they looked at each other "did you see anyone?" alex finished for her.

being a it's been a while since you had a drink you couldn't tell if it was the alcohol or something else entirely but you felt dizzy and could feel your body numbing you responded to the question but your speech came out slurred "yesh" was all you could say your body and lips felt heavy and soon you passed out.

˚₊‧꒰ა 40 mins later ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

you don't remember passing out but you remember waking up scared, not being able to move you arms or legs much, not even able to scream only slurred words would come out. only seeing max on top of you with a frightening stare that made you regret ever walking into this house, getting into his car, and ever leaving your home.

"didn't i warn you a man can only take so much, baby doll." max whisper into your ear. you stiffen in fear realizing anyone's worse fear is about to become you reality. as he's pulling off your clothes squirmed hoping whatever was in your system would wear off.

as he finally got you skirt down enough for himself the door busted in and the man you saw earlier. funnily enough how tall he was reminded you of konig and you couldn't help but tear up missing him and his pretty green eyes, even though he told you to go you can't help but wish you stayed with him.

before max could do anything or say anything the man grabbed him by his collar, and seemingly knocked him out with a punches to the face. shaking in fear almost getting assaulted now you're going to die by a masked man with a gun. the man looked at you but never at your exposed body.

pulling rope from his pocket he tied max up and grabbed him by his tied wrists. he walked towards you but only grabbed the cover that was thrown off the bed and gently tucked you in and gave you a kiss on your forehead.

his hand smoothing your frazzled hair before he stood to his full height and walked out of the busted door with max dragged behind him. thankful whatever was in your system seemed to wear off and you could finally move though not without staggering a little.

quickly making your way out of the room well as quick as you could go you could hear gunshot. Knowing now it's life or death you needed to get out of this house if you wanted to survive to live you needed to use Max's car knowing that his keys were in his jacket you just needed to reach it.as you quietly moved down the stairs you heard even more gunshots fired knowing you need to speed up if you wanted to find where max was as he still had his jacket on the closet next to the door.

making your way down stairs as quietly and quickly as you could you. you could feel your body screaming in pain from whatever they drugged you with and from being held down but knowing that some crazy masked man was planning to kill possibly everyone in this house you had no time to relax it tend to your pain and soreness.

peaking into the living room you could see the masked man standing over a terrified max not knowing what to do exactly you waited till max started to talk to move using his voice to cover any noise you would make. when you could hear max start talking you slowly crept forward as you did you could also hear him clearer "hey, man listen I'll let you have the girl upstairs if let me go. i won't tell anyone about this, just let me go and you can do whatever you want with her." to hear him bargain for his life with you as you meant nothing but a doll made you sick but what could you expect from someone who was going to do the same to you. you would worry about that when you leave this house.

moving closer towards the door you and max made eye contact" hey! man look at her she's pretty right? have her just let me go!" knowing what he was trying to do you got up to sprint for the door but sadly the masked man was quicker and swiftly grabbed you before you could make it, but refusing to let yourself die like this you quickly fought against his hold but of course it was pointless with how big he was and he tied you up and you could of swore he apologized. he sounded familiar too a german accent you hear from konig and weirdly soothes you.

he kicked jess and laim dead bodies down off the couch and sat you so gently on it that it was comforting after all you've been through. max's chatter to get the man to let him go never stopped until the masked man told him to. "silence." max immediately went silent and looked at you before looking back at him. "do you think you deserve freedom?, no you don't you will bleed out slowly while watching your friends corpses decompose in the forest where no one will find you." not saying a word you kept quiet, max on the other hand didn't have the same idea.

"man, listen i won't tell let me go please. i promise not to tell anyone about this." not wanting to hear it the man moved quickly and grabbed max and alex not knowing what to do your body seemed paralyzed.

"i'll take care of you, liebe (love) when I get back." the man said as he grabbed the last two corpses jess and sofia then he was gone as quickly as he came leaving you with your thoughts. you couldn't help but tear up when thinking about your untimely death that was going to happen in this house. you may not have liked jess, alex, sofia or, fucking max all that much but death would not be your answer for their actions.

you don't know how long you've been left tied up waiting but when he came back he locked the door behind him and took off his shoes and sighed softly knowledging you slightly and walked up down the hallway to the stairs. soon you could hear water going in the bathroom. you couldn't help but scoffed at him he kills innocent people, has you tied up on a blood soaked coach and has the nerve to start bathing like you weren't still there tied up.

when a couple of minutes went by and he seemed satisfied with what he was doing he came back down the stairs and for the first time since he busted into the room he talked again. "i drew us a bath, are you going to cooperate with me." you nodded you head, you wanted to lie to yourself and say it was because you didn't wanna anger him so you agreed but in reality you knew it was because he was so similar to your konig.

he gently grabbed you and carried you up the stairs and to the bath he made. once there he finally untied the rope around your wrist and ankles quickly doing the same to your corset but allowing you to take off your clothes. not once did his eyes leave yours but strangely enough it was comforting too comforting saying you don't know this man and without thinking "who are you?" you voice came out softly as if you didn't want to ask but still his eyes didn't leave yours and he only responded "don't worry about it, liebling (darling). just know i'll take care of you."

"okay" you agreed quietly knowing you can't fight him and once you were fully unclothed he helped you into the tub. your body relaxing into the streaming bubble bath he drew, letting out a happy sigh the man chuckled and began to also undress. startled you yelled " what are you doing." the man continued to undress while talking "I said us, mein hübsches mädchen (my pretty girl)." he paused to look up at you "do not worry, I won't do anything you won't like." he looked back down at his belt the movement of him working on undoing his belt made you look down at the movement too and you noticed something that made miss kitty meow meow throb.

feeling your gaze he looked up as he pushed both his pants and underwear down making you look away in embarrassment. he chuckled at you fidgeting figure but made his was over to get in behind you. sitting you on his lap despite being undress he made no move to take the mask off. deciding that if you were to die might as well ask questions before your death so you asked " who are you? why did you do this? and why am i still alive?" you wait to see if he answers but all he does is kiss your neck though his mask ignoring your questions " would you like to wash yourself or can i, liebe (love)." was the only response you got out of him feeling restless knowing what that meant because konig called you that all the time.

you couldn't help but tear up again and cry wanting nothing more than to go home safely to the only person that cares about you. doing nothing to soothe your tears but place oddly comforting butterfly kisses "i'm sorry, mein hübsches mädchen (my pretty girl)" the man behind you said with such sincerely that you looked at him and noticed that you were staring at your konig, your blue eyed, long haired konig. the man was konig you didn't know if you should be happy or cry harder knowing konig could do something like this.

your body chose for you, your hands shake while you reach for his face feeling konig skin you cried harder. konig reach his own hands up to wipe your tears before tilting your chin up so you meet eye to eye. "i'm-" before konig could say more you kissed him not knowing if it was the near death experience or having to bath with who you thought was an unknown man. but you missed him too much to care about anything else, and with the same passion and, lust, and love he kissed back. his hand moving from your chin to hold your throat and, his other rubbing your lower back moving it's way to your ass.

he turned you around on his lap pulling away from the kiss to suck on your neck. as the hand on your ass helped you grind on his bulge feeling it twitch against you made you wetter. letting out soft moans you reached between you to grab his dick but he stopped you with a hand on your wrist. pulling away from your neck breathing heavily " no, mein liebe (my love). I want to you. I must prepare you my pleasure can wait." and before you know it he pulled you up on his face like you weighed nothing and began to suck on your clit.

your hands reached for his hair and held on as he sucked and licked your folds. "please konig more~" you moaned out " what do you want " he mumble his breath hitting your clit before he gave little kitten licks to said clit. " your fingers ah~please" he pressed a kissed to your clit before he dived back in " mein liebe (my love)" he said as he went to town. you were a virgin and konig knew that but this it's the first time he's been between your legs. "i'm about to cum. please don't stop." you moaned louder feeling the knot in your lower stomach get tighter and tighter when he added a third finger you felt it snap. "fuck~" he kept going not stopping for a second. being though this before he'd want two more out of you before he actually put it in. legs shaking you pulled him away using his hair, and looking at him he looked so pretty with your juices covering his lips.

removing yourself off of his face and back on his lap you quickly kissed him and tasting yourself on his lips and tongue. "put it in " you mumbled against his lips " you sure? i would like to prepare you more." he responded of course you were sure he's been preparing you for months now. " yes, please" you whined slightly he only chucked in response and gave you a kiss on the forehead "okay."

grabbing his shaft as you position yourself on top, his tip teasing your entrance while his lips made their way back to your neck creating even more love bites on the skin. searching once again for your sweet spot when getting the moan he wants he sunk you down on his dick. hearing his moans of harmony helped ease the pain you felt but didn't stop the gasp of pain from coming out of your mouth, hearing this he stopped halfway and began to reassure you. kissing your tears away, whispering sweet nothings, and rubbing your clit to help.

feeling you tightened around him "are you okay? do you want to continue or should we stop." a pause went by before you answered "no! i'm okay, I wanna keep going please konig." konig groaned "mein liebe (my love), please relax, i'm trying to control myself." he said while continuing to kiss all over your face. steadily relaxing you but also drawing little giggles out of you.

relaxed enough for him to continue," you can move now." giving him the okay to move. one more kiss was planted on your lips, before he steadily moved you up and down on his shaft. the slow but deep thrust hitting your g-spot very quickly causing soft moans to leave your mouth. "like that mein liebe (my love)?" nodding your head before you let it fall on his shoulder with your reassure "I'm going to go faster now." and faster he did. replacing your soft moans with louder moans and gasps of his name.

doing your best to ride him, taking one of his hands in yours and trailing it to your clit caused him to chuckle softly. "need it here, huh?" removing your head from where it rested on his shoulder to look at his eyes. "say where you want my hand or I'll stop." when you felt his thrusts slowing down you quickly spoke. "no don't stop please. rub my clit please." trailing kisses down your forehead, the tip of your nose and finally your lips. "there's my girl." he said before quickly resuming his thrusts.

one hand grabbing your ass the other rubbed quick circles on your clit. sending mind numbing thrust deep inside you. feeling you tighten around him he speeding up his strokes and his thumb on your clit. you could feel your second orgasm coming "go ahead. cum liebe (love), cum for me." between his thrusts and his thumb you couldn't hold it long. "fuck, I'm cumming." he groaned out, hearing his moans topping off the orgasm that was building up with a couple more thrust you quickly orgasm with him not far behind you.

the pleasure causing you to faint, when you came to again your dry and dressed in a shirt that's most definitely konig's. looking around the room you noticed the water next to you, you grabbed it and took generous sips of it. hearing a door open you turn to it to see konig coming out of the bathroom seemingly freshly showered with a towel around his waist and a smaller one helping drying his hair.

neither you or konig saying much just enjoying each others presence. konig getting ready for bed got dressed then climb in with you, still not a word spoken between you too. getting settled konig gently grabbed you settling your head on his chest while rubbing the same hand the grabbed you on your back. before you could say more sleep took you quicker then you wished it did, but with your body and mind being exhausted it was hard to fight it.

konig looked down at your sleeping figure and kissed your head mumbling under his breath "sweet dreams mein liebe (my love)." before he fell asleep happy to have you in his arms, safe from those horrible excuse of humans that you used to call friends.

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cheriefairy

7 months ago

➥ 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚢𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎!𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚛!𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐 x 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

➥ 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜: 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝.

➥ 𝚌𝚠/𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚜:𝚙𝚠𝚙, 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚘....𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚔, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜, 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚛*𝚙𝚎(𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚐), 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚖 𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚐, 𝚞𝚗𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜, 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜, 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚢-𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚐𝚜 (𝚕𝚖𝚔 𝚒𝚏 𝙸 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐)

➥ ᥲ/ᥒ: 𝚒𝚔 і'𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚣 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛'𝚜 𝙸'𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚖𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢'𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔, (𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚛ᥲ𝚖𝚖ᥲ𝚛 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜), 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚛𝚋𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍! 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𔓘.