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A-Z Alphabet: Michael Myers

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

Much like a tamed cougar, Michael isn’t quite domesticated. (Around others, he’s downright lethal.) With you, however, he shows a begrudging, unpracticed warmth. 

After making love, he’ll silently rise and leave. The first time he did this, you’d been heartbroken. He’s…just going to leave? Just like that? No sooner than your heart began to ache did he return–still gloriously naked–with a washcloth. If you’re unable to walk afterward (which is absolutely possible), he’d be surprisingly understanding. Simply put, prepare to be carried. 

And yes, being carried bridal-style by Michael Myers is as amazing as it sounds. Cuddle against him, listen to his relaxed breaths. While he’s an object of terror to most; for you, he’s simply warm, strong, and deliciously protective.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part and also their partner’s)

What are you most insecure about? Your arms, stomach? Thighs, skin? Whatever you dislike the most, he’ll cherish–seeing its symbolic meaning. For imagination’s sake, let’s use stretch marks. Whenever you’re sitting together, watching a movie on Netflix, he’ll absently trace the soft zig-zags with the pads of his fingers. Soon, you’d forget why you were insecure about them in the first place.

Your favorite part of his body is his face–specifically his eyes. Michael is a difficult man to read. It’s not you–he’s simply spent his formative years being analyzed by trained professionals. If he learned to fool them, he can fool anyone. (Most of the time, he’s doing it subconsciously.) That being said, you’re likely the only person in the world that can touch–let alone see–his face and survive.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically…I’m a disgusting person)

Inside you. Michael’s an animalistic man. He wants to know that you’ll be feeling his cum slipping out of you—a clear sign to the world that you’re his. You’re already claimed and mated; thoroughly fucked by your male. (Remember, Michael is one of the more possessive slashers.)

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Praise. While he’ll deny it, Michael loves it when you praise him in bed. Knowing that he can make you come undone with his body is deeply satisfying for the man. If you’re shy, don’t worry. Being highly observant, he’ll take your moans as praise, as well. 

Plus he loves watching you beg him to fuck you harder, knowing you’re at his mercy.

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Headcanons for Vincent, Thomas, Brahms, Michael Myers with an s/o who is really good at riding them, like riding them to oblivion till they can’t think right

Vincent Sinclair

Loves when his darling is on top, he gets to watch his beautiful work of art use him like a toy.

His hands grip their hips, and he rolls his own in rhythm with their movements.

Dark hair sticks to his forehead with sweat, his mouth hangs open. His mask was discarded long ago, he looks immaculate in the low light of his workshop.

His breathing is heavy and his moans are strangled. He's trying to keep quiet so he can hear his lover, their groans and sighs.

Vincent loves the way they feel when they bounce on his cock, he thinks he's died and gone to heaven.

Brahms Heelshire

He's such a sub it's not even funny. He begged his lover to make him feel good before bed and they happily obliged.

He doesn't regret asking for this, but he knows he's gonna get fucked stupid.

They're bouncing on his cock, tight little hole squeezing around him deliciously.

Brahms moans loudly, and his hands wander their body. Groping and grabbing the soft skin. He begs for more, tears forming in his eyes.

His beloved smirks down at him, his mind melting the more they rock their hips. He doesn't want it to stop, yet at the same time he needs to cum.

Thomas Hewitt

He's very much a giver. Whatever his lover wants they will get.

He protested being laid on his back only because he wants to make sure his beloved is getting as much pleasure as he is.

Tommy is convinced that they're enjoying themselves as well when he sees the way they look down at him.

Their hips rolling, their tight hole squeezing his fat cock just right. His mask was discarded, and he was flushed from his neck to the tips of his ears.

Low grunts rumbled in his chest, his cock throbbed as his darling bounced. They looked like a work of art above him.

Michael Myers

Selfish. That's the best word to describe him in bed. When his beloved climbed over him he remained completely still.

If they wanted to fuck themselves on his cock, they can have at it. He's tired, he won't help, not unless they cum before he does.

His nonchalant attitude melts away within minutes, his lover bounced along his shaft. The tip of his cock hit something delicious inside them and he nearly lost it.

Heavy pants emanated from behind his mask. He was losing himself, watching as they use him like a fuck toy. Their tight hole milking him for all he's worth.

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Michael Myers NSFW:

I know Michael wouldn't intentionally hurt me but that doesn't me feel any less nervous, i mean can you blame me, who wouldn't be a little scared of a 6'8 tall and near 300 pound killer and considering i'm an 1 hour late and my co-worker flirted with me. I'm hoping and praying that maybe he didn't notice or maybe he won't be to angry but I know that's not the case. Michael is very possessive and over protective of me. If any man was to look at me or talk to me in any kind of way, they are already dead.

I pull into the driveway, I get out of my car and walk to the doorstep, as i'm about to unlock the door, i feel this dread, makes me want to jump back into the safety of my car but i push that thought to the back of my head. As i walk into the house, i notice how quiet the house is, it's quieter than usual, makes me even more nervous. I'm just waiting for Michael to show up. "Michael?" I call out. I hear nothing. So i assume that he isn't home, i felt a bit of relief come over me. I take my jacket and shoes off, and then walk into the kitchen and open the fridge. But as i look into the fridge i hear a creak behind me. The dread and nervousness i felt before came back. I slowly turn around, i see Michael, i could already tell he was livid. "Hi Michael", i said in a small voice, trying not to sound nervous but i failed. He had no reaction, he was a still as a doorknob. "How was your day?", I asked, still no reaction. He suddenly lunged at me, he grabbed my arm and yanked me towards him and threw me over his shoulder. He carried me to our bedroom and set me down on the floor.

Michael then unzipped his jumpsuit, pulled out his erect length, and forced me on my knees. I didn't need him to tell me what to do so i got to work. I took his huge length in my tiny hands and licked him from his underside to the tip, i started sucking his precum that was ozzing out from the tip. I could tell he starting to get impatient so i took his length in my mouth and started sucking him gently. His big hands took a hold of my hair and he started thrusting in my mouth, me deepthroating him. I started gagging as his thrusts got rougher and deeper but he was to deep in pleasure to care. I was starting get wet and heated, i wanted to touch myself but i knew he wouldn't let me and i knew this was my punishment for being late and for my co-worker flirting with me. He then forced me to make eye contact with him, eventually he finally came in my mouth and i swallowed his seed.

He forced me off my knees and grabbed me by throat and looked deep into my eyes, it was almost like he was waiting for something like an apology or an explanation. I could see the anger and possesiveness he had in his beautiful blue eyes, even though it wasn't my fault I felt the need to apologize for my behaviour out of fear but also because i really wanted him to pleasure me and he knew that, he wanted me to beg. "Michael, I'm so sorry for being late", i said, apparently that wasn't enough because he had tightened his grip on my neck, i knew i would have a bruise by morning. So i said "and i'm sorry for co-worker flirting with me, i promise i won't act out again, please touch me daddy". One thing i know about Michael is that he loves when i call him daddy, it makes him feel pride and power. He then let my neck go and ripped my clothes off. He pushed me against the wall and wrapped my thighs around his neck. He started aggressively licking and sucking on my clit, i was so gone and deep in pleasure. I was whimpering and muttering out curse words. He then plunged two large fingers inside my pussy and started thrusting them fast while sucking and nibbling on my clit. "Oh Daddy, please let me cum" i felt myself coming closer while panting as he obliged and curled his fingers so they massaged my g spot. I then squirted all over his fingers. As i came down from my high, he put me down and he carried my weak and tired body to the bed and laid down, i laid my head on his chest as he held me while stroking my hair, making me feel safe as i fell into a deep slumber.