AN: Here comes the last work I have about him š£
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Ethan is for sure a possessive boyfriend, one that manifests in the disguised form of clinginess. He makes it look like itās just harmless affection, like his way of showing PDA is being around you at all times.Ā
But in reality, itās his controlling tendencies coming out as heās physically unable to let you wander around on your own, without him. Letās face it, youāre a weak little thing. So helpless, so fragile. You canāt even defend yourself.Ā
If anyone tries to hurt you, what then?Ā
You need Ethan, just as much as Ethan needs you. You just donāt know it. Thatās why he never lets you out of his sight.
But Ethan also knows that this is the 21st century, a bullshit time where all the girls support feminism and independence.Ā
He doesnāt want you to think badly of him, he knows your friends would be smart enough to realize he has more red flags than green ones and they would eventually make you see that as well.
Thatās why he plays cleverly, making sure not to be overbearing. At least, until college is finally over and he can take you far far away from everyone and keep you all to himself. Until then, patience is what he needs.Ā
The few occasions he lets you go out on your own, heās literally stressing out, leg nervously bouncing up and down as he frantically checks his phone every second, hoping for a message from you.
Even though youāre with your friends, itās not like Ethan trusts those ridiculous girls to properly take care of you.
Only he can do that.Ā
Your friends, especially Tara and Sam, are the ones that almost make his āgood guyā character break. Bitches from the worse kind. The type to call out Ethan for when his protective tendencies come out a bit too much.
It just makes him more annoyed at them, but he contains himself - for your sake.Ā
In all honesty, if Ethan could have it his way, youād be locked up in his house with a chain tightly wrapped around your ankle in a safe room, making sure that no one gets to you and neither can you leave.Ā
One day heāll still get what he wants, heās sure.Ā
Perv! Ethan jerking off while on the phone with you, possibly while you're crying to him about how your date stood you up or something.
again, not exactly what you asked for but this is what came out so.
Ā” 18+ only ! Ā” minors do not interact !
content: murder, dark!ethan landry, fem!reader, male masturbation
Ā” scream masterlist !
your breathing was short and shallow, the strain on your throat clear even over the static sounds of the phone. he could picture you sat in the small space between the post of your bed and your closet, knees up and teary face tucked between them. he pictured your bunched up skirt that had undoubtedly slipped down your legs, pooling around your hips and exposing a sliver of your delicate panties. he let himself wonder what kind you wear.
ethan struggled to keep his own breathing level and push down the whimper that wished to voice his pleasure. his grip on himself was tight, loosening slightly with every twist of his wrist as he kept a slow but steady pace.
āi just,ā you let out another sob, āi wanted it to go well. i got dressed and everythingā¦ā your began to sniffle again, āand he left me there. all alone. no textā¦ nothing.ā
āiām sure you look gorgeous,ā he forced out when you began to cry. god, why did you sound so perfect when you cried? āf-fuck, he, he wasnāt worth your time, beautiful.ā
blood was rushing south in intense waves, stiffening his cock almost painfully and causing crystal beads to dribble out of his tip and down his shaft, lubricating his strokes that were becoming more and more frantic.
āiām still so worried, e,ā you whimpered, āwith the killer looseā¦ā
ethan glanced around, pumping furiously as you continued, āitās so scary, isnāt it? anything could happen, no one's safe." you were. "not even him... god, i hope he's okay."
his grip on his phone tightened, trembling as he worked to restrain himself, the task much harder now that he was so close. his hips began to lift, meeting his fists as his eyes flickered around the scene in front of him. the empty eyes, the crimson liquid pouring from parted lips, and the still chest of your lover. your sweet voice confiding in him, trusting him with your concerns and feelings of pain when he was the cause of all of this made him shiver as his cock pulsed in his grasp.
he had gotten jealous, he had followed your date home, stalked him, plotted his demise right under your nose. and here he was, plan executed and not an ounce of remorse. in fact, he'd go as far as to say he enjoyed it.
ethan chuckled, humorous and breathy, "yeah." he couldn't hold back a strangled moan when your sobs started up again, little hiccups disrupting them.
"e," you whimpered. the whine of his nickname had his hips thrusting pathetically, lip tucked between his teeth and grip tightening. "please." his stomach fluttered, orgasm just over the edge. he forced his eyes open, only managing to crack them open, but the bloody scene in front of him was still visible. lifeless and unmoving. no longer a threat.
"i need you..."
his teeth punctured his plump bottom lip, filling his mouth and flooding his taste buds as he came, sensitively trembling as spurts of his seed shot out of him, a thick stream falling down and over his fist.
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