โฑ I go by Ghosty, and I write dark fiction. I use THEY/THEM pronouns and am in my 20s.
I enjoy music of various alternative genres and I am also deeply into horror ARGs, Creepypasta and Video games (horror RPG maker games, Horror games in general, survival horror, Visual novels (otome/BL), spooky everything). Iโm what happens when you create an amalgamation between a ghost, a doll, a fairy, and a vampire.
โฑ Do not take my content warnings lightly, for I delve into the morbid, grotesque, and the darkest of romances. I will always put thorough TWs on everything I write, they are there for you. Heed them and always put your mental health first. Also do keep in mind, I am a Queer (NBmasc/Gay) Latine author. I primarily write gay romances and characters with queer identities, often identities and presentations I personally identify with and represent myself with. While this may not always be the case regarding the type of pairings I write, it is important to me to note that what and how I identify may not represent everyone and thatโs okay. Nor does it make my identity invalid should it differ from your own or your idea of what that identity is. I write BL and I write Trans men and non-binary folks in every roll I desire.I am those things, therefore I write queer pairings and these stories for me first and foremost. Now that thatโs out of the way, back to the topic of fiction-
โฑ At the end of the day it is all fiction, and I am strongly of the belief that fiction is a safe space to explore the expanses of the dark. So here is a disclaimer: Do not assume the topics and scenarios that are written in my fics, are things I would condone in real life. My usual sphere of genres I blend and work with are Horror, Fantasy, and Romance. And as they sayโฆ
Now, that being said, here is a list of general tropes, tags and f3tishes one can expect from my stories. Do keep in mind this does not necessarily apply to all of my fics, and any particular content warning tag that you do not see here will be included accordingly to the respective story in which it may be depicted.
โก Gore/V1olence
โก Bl0od play/Kn1f3 play
โก Dubc0n/Nonc0n
โก BDSM
โก Dark Romance/Horror Romance
โก Heavy s3xual Content
โก P0rn with Plot
โก Angst
โก Taboo Tropes
โก Age Gap Pairings
โก I will literally write for any idea or any character that I feel in the mood for.
โก Dark fantasy with lots of political drama plots. (Like LOTR and GOT vibes)
โก Very dark themes ( toxic relationships, cannibalism, etc.)
โก Real enemies to lovers
โก Touch them and die
โก Slow burn plots
โก Breeding/Mating kink (knotting as well)
โก Breath-Play
โก Supernatural/Paranormal creatures
โก Monsters/Aliens x Humans
โก Queer/Dark fairytale retellings
โก Slasher/Serial Killers
โก Creepypasta
โก Fanfiction and original fics
โก Spooky ghost stories and vibes like Gravjty Falls/Sally Face
โฑ For now that is about all I can think of off the top of my little porcelain head regarding the kind of stories and tropes you can expect from me. Mind you, not all of my fics will include these tropes and tags. So remember, always thoroughly read the tags and descriptions of every fic before you choose to read it.
Thank you ever so much for going through this post.
MINORS DNI. Heed the warnings for your own sake. There is explicit content ahead.
Pairing: Jax x Reader
Word Count: 3,646
Summary: Jax had been ignoring you all day, and now with the newest adventure Caine tossed you into, you decided to take the chance to get to the bottom of why.
Things take a very sharp turn when you confront him and find out just whatโs been going on.
Or
Feelings come out, and you get railed in the middle of the woods by a very frustrated, touch starved, and severely in denial purple rabbit.
Content Warnings/Tags: Gender-Neutral AFAB reader, smut, implied praise kink, angst, oral sex, non-con elements, dub-con, itโs just really rough sex, choking, degradation, creampie, in the outdoors, humiliation, Mdom, men that whimper.
Note: A lot of Jaxโs emotional turmoil is inspired by the final TADC episode. However, there are NO spoilers. So no worries~
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You weren't entirely sure how you ended up like this. On your knees, somewhat aching against the rough forest ground, your hands clinging to soft thighs and your mouth too full of cock to even speak around it. Your eyesight blurred over with tears, gagging every time Jax sheathed himself down your throat too far. Too deep.
He seemed to like the way your cheeks flushed from the lack of air, the way you slapped his thigh when you grew desperate to breathe. The way he could take it away if he wanted to. Sure, you wouldn't die if you couldn't breathe, but it didn't make it any less uncomfortable. And it was nice to pretend, at least on his end. That he could control your air flow. Your life. You.
"You're so fucking pretty like thisโฆnot trying so damn hard to be nice to meโฆnot looking at me like I'm someone you need to helpโฆ" Jax growled above you.
You may have touched a nerve earlier.
It was when this adventure started that you'd noticed the way Jax seemed to be ignoring you. Granted, it wasn't like you were close or particularly friendly. He treated you about the same way as he treated everyone else. Taunted you, bullied you, occasionally assaulted you for a laugh that usually ended in you picking up your own pieces. Always at arm's length. But something had shifted this time around. There were no Jabs, no taunting remarks.
He avoided you entirely. As if he couldn't stand being in the same vicinity as you.
The others would probably have told you to be grateful. Better he ignore you than torment you. They'd probably even say you were lucky. But this didn't sit right with youโฆnot at all.
Today's adventure was "Park Rangers", and your task was a simple one. Track down an invasive species of something called 'Shmorfs' that were wreaking havoc on the ecosystem and wildlife of this particular park. You were excited. You enjoyed hiking and roaming around in a forest-like environment so this was fun for you! You could go off alone or pair up in teams, but overall the idea was to work together to catch every single one of those creatures. And they certainly weren't very easy to find.
At one point, you had managed to find your way near a riverbank. You smiled a bit, watching how the sunlight made the clear water glitter as it rushed downstream. Then you looked up and your eyes locked with his.
"Ohโฆhey Jaxโฆ" You say casually.
He just stared for a good minute, before he turned around and made to walk away.
"Hey!" You called out.
He ignored you.
And for whatever reason, it kind of pissed you off. More than his constant accosting ever hadโฆ
You rushed forward and suddenly grabbed his arm.
"Hey. I'm talking to you." Your voice was firm. And this time he couldn't ignore you. Not with the way you gripped his wrist. But you felt something strange, something that caused you to flick your gaze down to his hand.
Was he trembling?
And as if he snapped out of it, he roughly snatched his arm out of your grasp, causing you to stumble a bit.
"Okay, seriously! What the hell is your problem today Jax?!"
"My problem?" He said. Finally. The first words he actually spoke to you all day.
"Yes! You'veโฆyou've been ignoring me. Avoiding me. And I want to know why." You stepped back a bit, gaze falling to the ground. You started to feel like this was dumb. Why were you upset? Even you felt confused by your own reaction. "Youโฆaren't your usual self. You haven't said a word, a single insultโฆno sarcastic jab. Nothing. And it'sโฆweird.." you trail off. Yeahโฆthat had to be it. You felt put off by his change in behaviorโฆyou never did well with sudden changes to things. That had to be whyโฆ
Jax was quiet for a moment before he suddenly turned to face you. "My problem is you. I heard you."
You furrowed your brows, "Whatโ"
"Don't act stupid now. I know you're slow but you're not fucking brain dead." Jax snapped.
The harshness in his voice was more jarring than the words themselves. He sounded almost desperate. You blinked, utterly lost by this sudden outburst. From acting cold and ignoring you, to lashing out right in front of you with what looked like anger but alsoโฆfear?
"Jax, I really don't know what you're-"
"I heard what you said. What you told Pomniโฆ"
It took you a long moment to think of what he could be referring to. But then it hit you, and your face dropped and grew hot. Thatโฆ
"I know it's weird, but sometimes I can't stop thinking about him" Jax mocked "I wish he wasn't so difficult"
"You mean you've been throwing thisโฆthis weird tantrum because I called you cute?!" You blurted. You couldn't help it. This was too bizarre. And you were a little irritated. "That was a private conversation, Jax. You don't get to judge me or act soโ"
"What are you playing at, huh? Saying shit like thatโฆdo you think this'll just be some fantasy enemies-to-lovers bullshit?? Huh?" He was getting defensive.
None of this was making much sense to you. The way he was reacting, sure it'd make sense if he felt awkward about it but this wasn't mere awkwardness. He was lashing out in a way that just didn't make sense.
"I really don't see what the big deal is. It was a harmless thing I said in private. That's all." You wanted to de-escalate, at least a little.
"You expect me to believe that? I can see it all over your face. And guess what? I think it's pathetic. How desperate are you? You miss dick so much that you'd settle for the guy that fucks with you all daily and doesn't give a shit about any of you? You're a god damn loser!" He yelled.
You were quiet, processing his words. You'd be lying if you said they hadn't stung a bit. Butโฆnow you were beginning to understand what wasn't being said. What was simmering just beneath the surface of that stupid act of his.
"Jaxโฆare you upset that I said I found you attractive? Orโฆare you actually upset that it made you feel something you didn't want to feelโฆ?"
"Wha-I, What the hell are you insinuating-" He was stuttering. You caught him.
"I don't expect you to do anything about it. It was just a friendly conversation. It doesn't have to be that deep. It doesn't have to mean anything to you."
"You think I care? It doesn't mean anything! And yet it still pisses me off!"
"Why. Why does it piss you off, Jax?! You can ignore it! You can-"
"No I can't-!"
"Why not? You ignore everything else! You push away anything else! What's so different about this? You weren't even supposed to know about it!
"It's not-"
"What is it about what I fucking said that bothers you so damn much?! What-"
"Knowing someone is looking at me like that!"
He grabbed you hard by your shoulders and you could do nothing but stare at him in silence. Before you could fully process what exactly he meant by that, he continued.
"No oneโฆ" he backed you up, until your back pressed against the rough bark of the closest tree. "โฆNo one is ever supposed to look at me like that..."
You were stunned. Because while he held you so roughly, there was something so incredibly broken about his face in that moment.
"Don't you get itโฆeverything I touchโฆI'm a fucking disease. That's all you're going to get if you get too close." He said, leaning in. "Do you think you can fix meโฆ? Is that what this isโฆ?"
"That'sโฆnot what I-"
"I hate thisโฆI fucking hate thisโฆWhy do you always make me feel so-" he interrupted himself, slamming a hand hard against the bark of the tree right above your head. He was caging you now.
You weren't afraid. You reached up, the tips of your fingers lightly grazing his cheek. Not fully touching. Just enough to get him to look at you, to look into your eyes.
"Whatโฆdo I make you feelโฆ" You ask.
It was Jax's turn to be stunned. And maybeโฆwhat you did next was particularly stupid.
You grasped at the straps of his overalls and tugged him forward sharply, slamming your lips into his.
You regretted it almost immediately, knowing that this was definitely going too far. You fucked up. You pulled back and were just about to apologize when Jax grabbed the back of your head. He chased after your lips with what could only be described as a desperate whimper. Your eyes widened but it only took a moment for you to melt into it, sliding your tongue boldly across his lip to which he immediately parted them and shoved his own tongue into your mouth. That was all the green light he needed apparently.
He kissed you as if he needed it to breathe. And you felt when his other hand began to roam down the side of your body, feeling and groping every inch he could reach.
He pulled away, panting softly. A string of saliva connected you. You really couldn't find the right words to say.
"I'll wreck you before you can ever even think about trying to fix meโฆ"
Those words made a shiver run down through your spine, and you subconsciously pressed your thighs together. This did not go unnoticed.
"What? Does that get you off?" That taunting tone Jax always used was starting to return a bit, but it felt quite diffrent to usual. "โฆyou're a freak, aren't youโฆ?"
He pulled your hair, hard enough to force your head back. You gasped.
"I wonder if all this timeโฆyou've actually been getting off to everything I've done to youโฆ"
You tried to shake your head, "ShhhโฆHeyโฆI'm not going to let you lie to my face..." he quickly shushed you.
"You brought this on yourself."
โ
You gagged once again when he shoved his dick further than you were ready for, clenching your eyes shut as he guided your head down to meet his thrusts. Your jaw was starting to ache, but you could do nothing about it with the harsh grip he kept on your hair.
"Fuuuckโฆjust like that. This is where you wanted to beโฆisn't it? Mouth full of my cock?" He smiled down at you, his own cheeks were tinted even despite that smug look he was giving you. He wasn't expecting you to answer. Not that he would give you the chance to.
"Should I cum down your throat? Hm? You wanna taste my load, little cum dump?"
All you could manage was a muffled groan, which in turn vibrated around Jax's cock and got a sharp moan out of him. And that's what did it. Before you could even brace for it, your mouth was flooded by the unique taste of hot cum. You had no choice but to swallow what you could as he forced it down your throat with a few more thrusts, some of it spilling down your chin.
He panted above you, and even as your lips felt numb and your jaw felt sore, you couldn't stop starring at him. He looked so beautiful when he came. With his brows furrowed, his ears twitchingโฆlike he was barely holding on. A bubble of pride formed in your chest even despite the circumstances of your situation.
You did that.
You made the ever elusive Jax crack. You hadnโt realized you had been smiling after he pulled his cock out, until he glared down at you.
"What are you smiling forโฆ" he growled, pulling you up by your hair once again.
You squirmed, your throat feeling raw as you made a noise of complaint.
"I guess it still hasn't gotten through to you, has it?" He said. He turned you around and slammed your head against the tree, the harsh bark digging into your skin once again, but this time it was your cheek. He was forcing you to bend over, and you whinced.
"Wait-" You squirmed a bit more when you felt him tug at your clothes.
"Hey now, you were smiling all smug at me a second ago. Where'd that confidence go, hm?"
Your pants dropped down your legs and you felt the chill air on your ass, now fully exposed.
"Fucking hellโฆyou're soakedโฆ"
You let out a sharp gasp when you felt the rough texture of his gloved finger slide along your slit, collecting your dripping juices. You swallowed thickly.
"Jaxโฆs-someoneโฆsomeone could come hereโฆat any momentโฆ" You managed to croak out.
Jax rolled his eyes. "Really? You're worried about that now?" He scoffed lightly. "You weren't so concerned about that when you were swallowing my dick." He said.
You bit your lip at how vulgar that sounded, "You didn't exactly l-let me express my concernโฆjerkโฆ"
"Oho~โฆstill got enough sense in you to be a brat huh?โฆthat's not gonna do."
You cried out, your hands quickly covering your mouth in a desperate attempt to silence yourself when you felt the sting of his hand harshly coming down on your ass. He repeated the action, the sharp sound of skin being slapped resounding around you.
"You want me to stop? I bet you doโฆbut I won't. I'm not going to stop using you until youโre nothing but a dumb little cock drunk whoreโฆ"
Tears had already sprung from your eyes, and with every smack your ass grew more sensitive and raw. It was becoming too much, your legs shaking. For a second you thought youโd lose your footing.
"Shitโฆlook at youโฆyour pussy is twitching like crazyโฆ" He murmured, and once again that desperation you caught onto earlier was seeping through. You could hear it in his voice. "You want to be stuffed so badโฆyou're begging for it.."
Even as you felt your body react to his words, deep down you knew he was just as hungry as you were. He was starting to slip up.
"DammitโฆI can't wait anymore.." he said, and you felt when he pressed the head of his cock right against your fluttering entrance. He didn't push in just yet, instead taking a moment to rub his tip along your pussy lips. He smeared your juices on himself, and you could hear every breathless moan that escaped him.
Seems he wasn't as in control as he was trying to make it seem. So you did something bold. You shifted your hips, moving them back against the cock pressed against you.
The second the tip caught against your hole and pushed in, you both let out the most broken of moans. Yours were muffled into your palms, but hisโฆyou could have cum right then just listening to him. Maybe you really were a freakโฆ
"You fuckingโฆgreedy bitchโฆ" he grit out, his hands both holding your hips in an iron grip. "You want cock that badly? Couldn't fucking wait?โฆfine.." he growled, ruthlessly slamming the rest of his length inside you.
Your eyes rolled. The stretch burning in a way that you just knew would ache later but in that moment you didn't care. In that moment you felt so full, nothing else mattered.
"Now you're tightening around me?โฆyou really are a bratโฆ" Jax panted, and pulled out almost to the tip before thrusting right back into you. He didn't give you a single second to adjust, setting a pace as he lost his own patience.
Your back arched, and your mind went blank when he slammed into you so deep. Deeper than you've ever thought possible. He was definitely making good on his promise, to make you into a cock drunk whore.
You felt when one of his hands circled around your torso, pulling you back a bit against him. His hand wrapped around your neck, and you were once again unable to breath. You gave up trying to silence yourself, now your hands desperately grasping at the arm that was choking you out while he drilled his cock into you.
"You dirty fucking bitchโฆyou like this. It gets you off when I treat you like shit. It gets you off when I use you and choke you and fuck youโฆ" Jax growled into your ear. "This is what you wanted, right? You think you can fix this? Hm? Do you even want to?"
His taunting only riled you up even more, squeezing around him. He moaned as he nearly lost it, his voice cracking.
"GodโฆI've wanted this for so fucking longโฆyou don't even know all the nights I've spent thinking about itโฆall the times I took everything out on you just to push it awayโฆ" He whimpered, and you knew this was it. This was the truth. The real feelings Jax was running away from. "Every dayโฆI see you every fucking day in this shithole worldโฆyou smileโฆyou laughโฆyou ask me what I'm up to like we're friendsโฆ" Jax's thrusts began to speed up, and you felt yourself getting closer and closer.
"You don't ever take the fucking hint no matter how many times I screw with you. No matter how fucking cruel I am. And then you go and say something like thatโฆwhen you think I'm not listening..." He laughed, a hollow, terrified thing between his grunts and moans. "โฆI can't stop wanting youโฆthis is your faultโฆit's all your faultโฆ"
You slapped at his arm, unable to vocalize that you were going to cum but trying to signal him somehow.
"Yeah? You're gonna cum? Gonna cum on my cock?" The hand that wasn't choking you came down to rub your clit, "yeah..fuck yeah come onโฆgive it to meโฆgive it to me give it to me!"
You shattered completely. You're whole body convulsed as you came, juices drenching your thighs and now his hand. But he didn't stop abusing your clit. He didn't stop thrusting either. In fact, he fucked you faster. Even as your orgasm passed, you were left a twitching overstimulated mess.
"Oh shitโฆshit shit shit I'm cummingโฆI'm gonna cum insideโฆI'm gonna fucking breed you so deepโฆyou'll never get me out of youโฆ" he moaned against the back of your shoulder, resting his head on you as he chased his own orgasm. "You'd like that wouldn't you? Want me to fuck my cum into your pretty pussy? Yeah? Take itโฆTAKE IT!" He growled, slamming his cock so deep you let out a raw cry. He came inside you, and you shivered at the feeling of your insides being completely flooded. The wet mess between your legs only getting messier.
He thrusted through his climax, milking every drop of his load inside you. He panted behind you, having long since let go of your neck and now having both arms wrapped around you. He leaned forward, then moved you both as he sat down against the tree, still balls deep inside you and keeping you pressed firmly against his chest.
It was quiet for a long time, just the sound of the both of you catching your breaths as it all slowly sunk in. And even after, even when the haze of sex began to slowly dissipate into post orgasm clarity, he still didn't move.
And then you heard him whisper;
"I need you to hate meโฆif you don'tโฆI don't know what to doโฆ"
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You both lost the game, not having caught a single one of those 'shmorf' things.
There was way too much on your mind to really care anyways.
You both looked a total mess too, Caine had to snap his fingers and clean you up. To everyone else, it looked like you and Jax might have gotten into a fight, one that turned physical. You could practically see it on your friends' faces, the concern. The worry in Ragatha's tone when she asked you if you were okay, to which you offered a reasuring smile and said you were fine. The concern on Pomni's face when she pulled you aside after everything and asked if something happened with Jax.
You couldn't possibly tell her the truth. just the thought made you want to bury yourself in the ground out of embarrassmentโฆit was a miracle in itself that no one had walked in on you two going at it, especially with how loud you were being towards the end.
Now in your room, you covered your flustered face with your pillow as you recalled every memory of it. You truly couldn't stop thinking about itโฆyou weren't really sure you'd be able to sleep all that well at this rate.
And that's when you heard a knock at your door. You sat up, staring at the door for a moment before you got out of your bed and padded over. Cracking your door open, you were met face to face with the very subject your mind seemed utterly obsessed with. You gulped, bracing yourself for what Jax might say.
"Can I come in? Iโฆcan't sleep."
You blinked at that, and opened your door wider, stepping aside.
"Oh, yeah. Sure." You say. You couldn't help but give him a smile, a genuine one.
You shut the door behind you.
You, in fact, would not be sleeping for the rest of the night at all.
And neither would any of your neighborsโฆas you would come to find out the next morning, to your utter horror.
You ever make a joke, and then that joke turns into a back and forth with your bestie about your OCs, and then it becomes a silly rp for fun, and then it becomes an AU for your OCs, and then it becomes a multichaptered fic with in depth world building and intense character moments, and then it becomes part of the canon?
MINORS DNI. Heed the warnings for your own sake. There is explicit content ahead.
Pairing: Jax x Reader
Summary: You find out Jax may have been compensating for something with all his bullying and harassment of others.
Content Warnings/Tags: Humiliation kink, getting off to being bullied, masturbation, implicative.
A/N: This was originally just gonna be a one sentence shit post (hence why the first line is kind of out of pocket) but uhโฆthen I kept writing. Lemme know what youโd like to see written for Jax, Iโm finally free and can get back to writing but I need to scratch (lol) this Jax smut itch so feel free to send.
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Jax bullies others to compensate for the fact that he cums when he gets bullied.
So imagine when you bite back one day when he keeps pushing and harassing one of the others too far, and starts bullying and tormenting him at first just to try and get him to stop...
And then at one point he goes silent and leaves
And you worry...maybe you crossed a line? Maybe you went too far? You weren't like him... you didn't dismiss hurting or causing people pain with 'none of this is real and no one can die so who cares.
You felt too much empathy, even for him.
So you go off to find him, to apologize.
You go to his room, give the door a few knocks and call out his name.
"Jax?..."
Nothing. No response. You go to knock again, but your hand pauses and hovers over the door when you hear a sound you couldn't quite discern.
But he was definitely there.
So, you slowly turn the door knob, somewhat surprised it wasn't locked. He must have rushed in here...
You peak into his room, dim and muted colors covered by a dark sheen as there was no light source. But you could see just enough.
And what you saw had you completely frozen in place.
Jax hadn't even realized the door was cracked open and that he was being watched. His back was towards you, his knees dipping into the mattress. His overalls, undone from his shoulders and hanging loosely around his waist as he thrusted his hips forward into his soft gloved hand.
You didn't have to see it to know he was fisting his cock like a bitch in heat. His other hand desperately gripping the headboard as if that would do anything to ground him.
But that's not even the part that made your mind go blank. It was when he called your name.
For a millisecond you thought he noticed you, but it became very clear he hadn't called for you because he knew you were there. He was calling out for you to get off. Apologizing and whining to get off.
After a moment, you carefully and silently shut the door, then walked off.
You had started off originally pissed and frustrated at the way he treated everyone...then guilty for being so mean in response...and now... now you felt...curious.
And curiosity could be such a dangerous thing...
Because for you, it often lead to doing something reckless.
You should just pretend you never saw that, pretend it never happened. He was going to likely come back acting perfectly normal, maybe mess with one of the others twice as hard just to spite you.
A smile began to form on your face.
Little did he know, the level of power and leverage he just gave you.
You weren't going to blackmail him, no.
You weren't going to say a single word about this.
You were going to fuck with him. Much harder.
Until it builds up more and more, to where he can barely hide his little fetish anymore.
Whatever guilt you previously felt was long gone, whatever concern and empathy, dispelled completely.
It was now replaced with curiosity, hunger even.
Could you make the purple bunny utterly crumble through your fingers? Could you push him so far to the edge he finally drops all those acts and masks and begs for you with his most vulnerable and naked version of himself?
Please tell me you have plans to write more Prototype fics
I do! Iโm just also currently trying to finish up a couple other projects as well that Iโve been preparing to post! But I wonโt stop writing for the prototype.
helloo, I need to say that I love the way you write! You are so skilled, it's amazing and I want to scream in my pillow. Big thumbs up from me! Also quick question: do you still plan to post deltarune fics?
I definitely do! I have two pretty big ones in the works still (lots of world building for one of them) and I do intend to write more oneshots at some point too I just also really want to work on more substantial long form stories if that makes sense. I love my multi chapter fics ๐ญ
It had been two days since you had uploaded the ad, so far everyone had brought a sense of anxiety out of you with their messages. You had heard far too many horror stories so you wanted to be diligent. Just before you could sigh and call it a day you heard a beep, a notification of a message sounding through your headset.
You opened it and began to read through the contents.
'I'm a 27 year old guy, currently looking for a place closer to campus. I keep clean as i am a medical student, i work late nights at the hospital as a shadow. Is this still available?'
He didn't sound too creepy, even if he was a med student. You messaged him back saying you were still looking and would be willing to meet tomorrow. He asked if he could come at seven, saying he had a busy day and apologising. You told him not to fret and that you would be happy to meet him.
You spent the rest of your day budding with nerves, you had been happy enough on your own until your rent increased. Alongside your utilities. No wonder everyone was desperate, you couldn't help but think. You needed to find a roommate and quick, desperation growing each day. By the time it had swung back around to bed time your lips were cracked, indents of your teeth evidence of your anxiety.
The day passed so slow you had almost gone mad, staring down the clock as time ticked by. When you heard a knock you almost leapt out of your skin, double checking everything was presentable before you opened the door.
The first thing you noticed was his height, he had to be at least 6'4. "H-hey! Come in! You must be Jack?" You choked out, smiling and stepping back. "Hi, sorry it's so late. I hope it's not too imposing." His voice was thick and creamy, causing warmth to envelop your stomach. You ignored the butterflies he sent rampaging through your stomach, he was rather handsome. Something about him seemed off though, almost like an act. You tried not to dwell on it, nor how his teeth almost seemed sharp. Canine sharp.
His voice and charisma alone kept you from wondering what it was you were experiencing, you felt deep shame in yourself. You felt like you were looking at something that wasn't really what you were seeing. You shoved that feeling down, he seemed like a nice guy.
By the end of the night you had managed to quell the feeling, going as far as to offer him the other room which he gladly accepted. He was extremely grateful to you, shooting even more shame into you.
After he had left your mind had finally landed on a feeling. Uncanny valley. That's what he gave the feeling of. You flopped into your bed, intent on ignoring the stupid feeling that gnawed at your mind.
That night you had a disturbingly realistic dream, you couldn't see anything due to the hand keeping your face buried into your pillow. But you could feel something wiggling inside of you, pushing deep and rubbing your prostate so sweetly it left you choking. Saliva dripped down your ass, dribbling out of your hole every time the tongue began to pull out of you. It felt unbelievable, all you could think about was how good it felt. You came embarrassingly quick and hard, clenching hard around the tongue lapping at your insides. Your eyes drifted shut, a deep chuckle rumbling from behind you.
"Mine now."
That voice.. It sounded like Jack's.
You tried desperately to ignore your dream, you had woken up to a throbbing cock and vague memories of claws grabbing onto your hips. A heavy body pressing into your back, keeping you anchored as a fat cock rubbed between your ass cheeks.
Knocking disrupted your thoughts and you quickly got up, momentarily shocked before you remembered your new roommate. "You getting your stuff later?" He shook his head, brown hair swaying. You couldn't stop staring at him, he wore dark sweats and a black shirt that clung to him. You could see he was strong, his muscles evident even through his shirt. "Would you like a coffee?" You didn't let silence sit long after he sat down next to you on the couch. "Black, please." You smiled and nodded, hopping up from the couch.
Jack couldn't believe his luck, he usually kept a room mate for the week he spent in different towns and cities. All left for dead the moment he planned to move on. This time was different. His eyes never left your ass, he couldn't wait to make that little dream of yours come through. The moment he stepped into the building he smelt something downright delicious, a different type of hunger consuming him as he tracked the scent. When it had turned out to be the door he was supposed to come to he was borderline giddy.
The moment you had opened the door he had made a decision, you would be his. The way your pretty eyes looked up at him left his cock twitching, picturing you on your knees as tears dripping down your cheeks. Your lips stretched impossibly wide around his thick cock.
Jack had to stop his thoughts before he pounced you. He had to wait, he had to lull you into security.
Jack gratefully took the coffee from you once you came back, drinking down the dark liquid. You looked at him in surprise, it should have burnt his mouth but he had no reaction. You chalked it up to the fact he may drink a lot of the stuff.
The first two days had been peaceful, existing together. The only weird thing was that Jack never seemed to eat, claiming he had dietary restrictions. You had tried to get him to tell you, promising to accommodate him. Instead his lips had twisted into a small smirk, so quick you almost missed it. As if he knew something you didn't. You didn't push him further, you were sure he would open up eventually. "Shift tonight, I won't be back until late." You nodded, bidding him a goodbye.
You let out a deep breath, you chalked it up to him just being new. You would get used to another presence soon enough. It definitely wasn't because a primal part of your mind screamed, as if there was a predator right next to you. It had all left you on high alert, mind cagey whenever you were around him. You were exhausted after two days.
Crawling into your bed had almost been too hard, body collapsing the moment you hit the sheets.
This time you were on your back, legs held wide open. You looked up and felt horror fill you. You had been so thrown you hadn't noticed the similarities at first. It was Jack. Except his eyes were black, thick gooey tears constantly running from them. His teeth were on full display, he looked like he wanted to eat you whole. His teeth were so sharp you didn't doubt he might just be able to. The uncanny feeling had completely disappeared, this was right. This was what he really looked like.
He leaned down to whisper into your ear, almost snapping your legs.
"Soon."
You woke up with a gasp, dripping with your own sweat. You heard a noise from outside and assumed Jack was back. You crept towards your door, your dream still fresh in your mind. You had no idea if it had any basis in reality but the urge to know overtook the wiser part of your mind, the part telling you to just get back into bed. You were safe there. Instead you ignored every instinct and pushed off, slowly opening your soor and stepping out.
You crept down the hallway, pausing by Jack's room. You heard a weird sound, almost like flesh being ripped into. You gathered your courage up and peaked through the dood, blood almost stopping as you took in what was going on in front of you. There was Jack and he looked just like your dream, his skin a dark grey colour. Blood streaked down his neck, a heart held between his hands as he bit into it. You couldn't stop yourself from gasping and stumbling back, intending to run back to your room.
His head snapped towards you, pitch black eyes staring into your soul. You tried to run to your bedroom, stumbling back when you ran into something. You looked up at Jack with fear, you couldn't believe how fast he moved. He shoved you up against the wall, claws digging into your biceps. You felt too scared to move, voice coming out in a whispered crack as he smirked down at you. His mouth dripped with saliva.
Just before those sharp serrated teeth got any closer you shot up in your bed, trembling as you wrapped your arms around yourself. These dreams were getting out of hand, they seemed too real. This time your room was filled with a warm light, the sun squeezing between your curtains. You got up, ignoring the way your legs still shook as you made your way to the bathroom.
You hopped into the shower, washing yourself in a foggy haze. You double checked over your body, making sure there were no marks or bruises. When you had gotten out and made your way to the kitchen you found Jack and two cups of coffee. You thanked him for it and sat next to him at the breakfast bar.
"You okay?" You almost jumped, forgetting he was there for a moment. "Yeah-Didn't sleep much." He hummed as he drank down the coffee. You made idle char before you started getting ready for your classes.
Jack couldn't help but smirk the moment your back was turned, he was having a lot of fun with you. He felt possessive around you, a deep feral urge to lock away. Keep you all to himself. He couldn't help but picture your reactions, wondering what you looked like under all those baggy clothes you hid in. Jack snuck into your room after you left, he took a deep inhale of your scent. You smelled amazing.
After two months you had settled, you still experienced weird dreams but most had taken on a rather sexual note. It left you flustered, hand creeping down your pants the moment Jack left. You had at least felt less anxiety around him, except for the occasional twitch of your cock whenever he did anything your mind liked. Everytime he stretched and his shirt rode up your mind went haywire, the sight of his stomach leaving you practically drooling at the sight.
Winter had been creeping in and it was getting colder by the minute, snow already piled up outside of your window. Your classes had been cancelled and Jack had been let off for the night, it was far too dangerous to travel. You shivered again and finally got up, intending on finding out why the hell the heating wasn't coming on. You gawked at Jack when you spotted him in the kitchen, he had on sweats and just a shirt. You pulled your blanket around you. "Whats wrong with you? It's freezing." You looked at him as if he had two heads and he just chuckled and shook his. "I run warm." Was all he said and you pouted.
"Is the heating broken?" He shrugged before walking over to the basement to check out the system.
You began making up two coffees, Jack's black as he liked. You kept yourself bundled up in your blanket, only turning to see Jack coming up the stairs and sighing. "Fucked." You let out a groan, throwing your head back. "I'll freeze to death by morning." You whined, handing Jack a cup and nestling yours between icy hands. Jack paused for a moment, awkwardly shuffling. "You can share my bed tonight, it's gonna be minus twelve." You shuddered but nodded, you just hoped you didn't have an exciting dream while sleeping next to him.
After Jack had asked that question the day had gone by painfully slow, minutes felt like hours. By the time bed time had come around you were so riled up you doubted you even could sleep.
Still you followed Jack to his bedroom, already in your pyjamas. "You can take the wall side." You nodded, flushing when you turned to see him pulling his shirt off. It was almost impossible to rip your eyes from his shoulders. You hopped into the bed, shuffling towards the wall and facing towards it. You sat in silence as Jack changed, slipping pyjama bottoms on.
Jack could practically feel you shivering before he even got into the bed, it had been pure luck on his part that the heating had actually broken. He faced away from you but you could feel the heat practically radiating from him, it left you wanting to curl close to him. You fought against the urge and curled into yourself, body finally succumbing to the self inflicted mental exhaustion.
You let out a low moan, you could feel those claws digging into your hips again. You assumed it was another dream and decided to just ride it out once again. Jack's tongue worked quickly and expertly, rubbing you in ways that were impossible by most human standards. He left you biting into your sheets, toes curling as your hole twitched around his tongue. His hands almost burned, radiating pure heat.
You arched your back, moans getting higher the closer you got to your orgasm. "A-Ah! God!" You felt a chuckle rumble through Jack and came, mouth stretched into a silent scream. You whimpered when he pulled his tongue out, making an obscene slurping noise.
Usually you would wake up, instead you felt him lean over you. He hooked his chin over your shoulder, his voice deep and downright demonic as he whispered into your ear. "There is no God here." He moved too fast for you to think, his cock doing its best to bully its way into you. You let out a guttural whine when he finally squeezed the tip of his cock into you, body shaking as you were forced to accommodate.
You felt a hand wrap around your throat, Jack easily pulling you off of the bed. You finally got to look at him, exactly like your dreams. You felt him lick your cheek, his tongue was insanely long and rough. Almost like a cat's tongue.
Jack fucked you like you weighed nothing, barely breaking a sweat as he held you up by your neck and hip. You held onto his forearm desperately, small moans falling out with your heavy breathing. You were almost sure he was balls deep into your guts at this point, when he finally bottomed out you swore you could see stars. It felt completely overwhelming, your mind reduced to a fizzled mist.
If Jack was bothered by the fact you currently had his blood running down your hands, he didn't show it. The first slam of his hips felt like being hit by a car, punching all of the air from your lungs. You felt useless as he fucked you like a rag doll, bouncing you like you weighed no more then a teddy bear. That fact went straight to your cock, precum practically streaming out as your prostate was rammed into. "S-such a pretty little thing. Smelled you th-the moment i stepped in." He buried his face into your neck, sniffing at you like some animal.
All you could do was let out a weak groan, twisting in his grasp as pleasure shot throughout your body. You almost felt sick, some part of you chiding yourself for letting a demon bed you while the other practically cheered with glee.
Suddenly he stopped, revealing in the whine you let out when your orgasm was cut short. He pulled out of you and flipped you onto your back. You could see the moon reflecting off of his eyes, casting a shine inside of them that reminded you of a predator in the night. You could see him much better now, his true form. Sharp teeth, pitch black eyes and all.
You watched as he licked his teeth, shuddering as you got a look at what had been inside of you. You swallowed down a whine, feeling exposed. He was rough when he pushed his cock back into you, groaning as your tight walls consumed him. Once he had buried himself to the hilt he took a moment to stare you down, his hands pinned either side of your head. You felt too hot and too cold, almost like you were drowning.
You felt like you could practically taste his cock, all you could do was stare up at him through wet eyelashes. "Beg for it, pretty boy." When you didn't answer he shoved your knees up to your shoulders, practically glowing when he heard you squeal at the change. "Beg. For. It." He enunciated each word with a harsh slam of his hips, almost leaving you catatonic. "You know you want this. I've seen your dreams." He purred, he never seemed to blink. His eyes were completely trained on you.
"Pl-please.." You finally whispered out. "Oh, you can do better than that." His hand wrapped around your balls, biting his lip when your eyes suddenly doubled. He held just hard enough to make sure you wouldn't cum as he ground into you. You spluttered, hips beginning to buck on their own. "Please! F-fuck me!" You finally begged out, words turning into a babbling mess.
You had been so close to cuming it was almost insanity inducing, fat tears raining from your eyes. You couldn't even see anymore due to the constant flooding.
Jack could see just fine, drinking up every moan and twitch of your face. He couldn't get over just how pretty you looked, sobbing and bucking your hips as you desperately tried to seek some form of release. Jack's hands were big, his claws made them feel even bigger. He seemed to have great control, his talons only digging into you enough to draw out small droplets of blood.
He kept a tight grip of your thighs, pushing them closer to your ears as he leaned down to push his tongue between your parted lips. He ate up every whine and sob he could, he wanted you to only ever think about him. He wanted to make sure he ruined you, no human could ever compare afterall.
He watched as you went cock-eyed, chest heaving as you desperately grabbed at the frame of his bed. Jack knew things would change, he'd make sure you never left his bed again. He felt you spasm around his cock before you locked him in a vice grip that almost hurt, making him work a little harder to push into you.
You couldn't believe just how good it felt, your dreams hadn't compared to him actually carving you out with his cock. When your high finally hit its peak you let out the most embarrassing moan you had ever made, body almost violently fighting against Jack as you were ripped through an orgasm.
Jack loved how you whimpered, looking up at him with pleading eyes. He didn't even think you knew what you wanted, he would gladly decide for you. He continued fucking into you, your body too exhausted go do anything other then lay there and take everything he wanted you to. He wrapped a hand around your cock, jacking your cock in time with his thrusts.
Your eyes shot open, a renewed vigor inside of you as you begged him to stop. But you also wanted him to keep going, it burned in a way that felt too good and your body craved more despite its exhaustion. Jack tried to commit every movement to his memory, especially how pretty you looked being dumbed down by his dick. It felt heavenly, how sweetly you wrapped around him. Whenever he pulled out he could feel you trying to suck him back in. He knew you would have such a slutty hole. You passed out after he managed to drag another orgasm from you, growling as you clamped down on him and milked him. His own orgasm finally hit and he bit into your neck with a growl, grinding into you as he rode out his own high.
He smirked down at you when he pulled out, taking a moment to admire his cum dripping from your twitching hole. You smelled of him and he loved it, he was going to make sure he buried his scent so deep into you there would be no way you would forget. You had belonged to him the moment he had smelled you and now he finally had taken you.
He got up and walked over to a freezer he had, pulling it open and pulling out a bag. He turned around and ate down the kidney as he watched you sleep, his eyes darting back to your abused hole as you slept peacefully.
I recommend you actually put warnings on your fics. One of them said "heed the warnings" but there were none. I don't know if the dead dove was rape, dubious consent, gore, or some other thing that could be listed under dead dove. You are blocking off an audience because there are a lack of proper warnings, since people would rather avoid the entire fic than discover what the kind of dead dove that's in the bag
What are you talking about? All of my fics have the appropriate warnings and tags. I have never only put the dead dove tag with no additional tags and warnings considering dead dove is used as an emphasis to specific warnings, which I list in the beginning before every single fic. So what are you talking about? All fics are appropriately tagged and have different content warnings pertaining to the fic.
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i LOVED Even In Pieces!!! GUHH im a sucker for those types of stories โค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ THE WRITING WASโ MWAH โ perfecto!!
ifffff its posssiibblleeโฆ maybe a part two? ๐คซ๐คซ
I wrote a โlightโ part two (could be read as its own thing or a loose continuation), but it is uhโฆnsfw.
If youโre not into that though, I do want to try to write a longer more in depth multi chapter fic with similar elements to the drabble :3 really itching to explore the character and dynamics some more and maybe work with the gameโs lore ๐
Kind of do my own interpretation of it (some things may be changed or tweaked to whatever I want)
MINORS DNI. Heed the warnings for your own sake. There is explicit content ahead.
Pairing: The Prototype x Reader
Word Count: 2,400
Summary: After a particularly brutal punishment from The Prototype, something shifted between you. Something occurred that left him rattled, contemplative, andโฆwanting.
You were not hopeful, for something unknown was sure to lead to your further ruin.
Content Warnings/Tags: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, Canon typical violence, Gender-Neutral AFAB reader, smut, mentions of torture, light blood play, implied praise kink, prototype is touch starved, Yandere behavior, obsessive behavior, Oral sex, dub-con.
Note: Could be read with toy or human reader, or even the player. Itโs your call.
This could also be read as a loose sequel to my prior Drabble, or read as its own thing.
Either way, enjoy~
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It all started with a single touch.
He should have killed you right then. After interrogating you, after trying to pry answers out of you and then having no more use from you, you should have died and been discarded. He was very well going to.
But then, as you accepted your fate and gazed upon the cruel permanent smile of the prototype's porcelain faceโฆyou lifted your hand up. Your fingers, feathery light, brushed against the cold surface of what would have been his cheek. Because even as you gazed upon your would be killer, even as you knew your life was going to endโฆyour cursed bleeding heart couldn't help but see something. Beyond the smile, beyond the gore and the experimentsโฆbeyond the pain and fear he caused everyone elseโฆthere was hurt. Hurt he turned into hate. Hurt that couldn't be soothed away or solved with a few kind words and a hug. Hurt that made a person want to show everyone else how it felt, that made them desperate to maintain some form of power.
That was your first mistake.
Showing any bit of kindness, treating him with any bit of softness. It awoke something in him. And it ended up with you trapped in this never ending cycle as his prisoner. His pet.
He was not happy with your most recent escape attempt. His punishment had been brutal, and he made sure you stayed wide awake forโฆmost of it. For the way he picked through your insides after tearing you open, again. Though you passed out nearing the end of it. You weren't conscious for when he put you back together, stitched your torso closed and neatly like he always did. As if he hadn't brutally torn into you in the first place.
This was a common punishment. To be torn apart, rendered a bloody, gorey mess, and then put right back together. Again and again. And he always made sure you remained the same after it all. With only a single stitched up wound to show for it, hiding all the things he did before closing you up.
But this time something felt different. He seemedโฆunsatisfied. You sensed it when you regained some consciousness right as he was carrying you back to 'your room'.
This had never happened before, which meant this was dangerous. Very dangerous.
It felt safer when you knew what to expect, when you knew what he would do and how he would do itโlike usual. When you could turn your brain off and go through the motions, screaming until your throat went raw at the familiar pains. It never got easier, it always hurt. But it was familiar.
This? This wasn't familiar. Even as you sat there with the steel collar returned to its place around your neck that kept you chained to the wall behind you, watching as the Prototype seemed to hesitate to leave the room. There was a tension in the air that you couldn't decipher. But your tired mind was slowly losing the fight to stay awake, so rather than mulling over what was happening and what it could mean, your vision blurred into darkness as you returned to unconsciousness. What should have been a far more peaceful alternative to reality.
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You said that name.
You weren't supposed to know that name. No one should know that name except for one personโฆ
So when you whispered it in the midst of his 'punishment', when those three sillables escaped your lips right before you passed outโฆhe had halted. You had frozen him.
He felt something he hadn't felt in a long time. A yearning that wasn't like his hunger for vengeance and control. It was a softer kind of yearning, a warmer one. But he wasn't warm anymore, he wasn't built for warmth. He was built for precision. Yet this is not the first time you brought out an incling of warmth out of him.
When you first touched him so gently in your first ever encounterโฆas if you were saying "I forgive you for what you are about to do", that was the first time he felt it. That was the first time he hesitated. And all this time he kept you, because while he did not want to even acknowlede that little tiny spark of want that had begun to embed itself deep into the cold mechanisms in his chestโฆhe wanted you to touch him again. To share that warmth. A kindness he had never truly known, had considered childish frivolities. If only to ignore the emptiness.
But when you said that name. A name he no longer used. A name that died like the life he had too many years agoโฆit turned that small spark into a blazing inferno of need. Something clawing and desperate. Something too difficult even for him to tame. He hated it. Hated the way it felt to want something from someone. To need someone. He hated feeling unsatisfied by your screams. He hated finding himself wondering what you would sound like if you said that name again instead.
So after some time trying to distract himself, trying and failing to wind himself downโฆ he found himself making his way back down to the corridors. To your room.
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When you inevitably returned to the waking world from a dreamless sleep, the first thing you noticed was the pressure on your chest. It was heavy, but not suffocating. You couldn't really move though, as you attempted to squirm.
As you opened your eyes, you stopped any movement you were attempting to make when you realized you were face to face with him.
A gasp escaped you, "I-I, What are youโ"
"Say it again."
You were beyond caught off guard at this point. You blinked up at him, unsure. "S-Sayโฆwhat againโฆ?" you ask meekly.
"That name. What you called me beforeโฆ"
This confused you. You weren't really sure what he was talking about, in all honesty.
"UmโฆPrototyโ"
"NOT. That oneโฆ" He leaned in closer, face a hair away from yours. You were pretty sure that if he wanted to, he could bite your head clean off. You shuddered at the thought.
He noticed this shudder. He could practically smell the fear off you. Butโฆ
"Perhaps you need some help rememberingโฆ" He spoke low, you could feel the hot air of his breath against your skin as he leaned to your neck. "Perhapsโฆyou need better motivation."
Your breath hitched when you felt that long tongue slither its way up your neck. Your hands came up instinctively to grasp at anything within reach, that being the fabric of his lapels. You pushed back at him, but he didn't move even a centimeter. He would always overpower you.
The prototype was letting his instincts take hold rather than calculating his next actions. He wanted to see what it would take for you to be warm to him again. But he also felt the yearning inside him shift to something moreโฆinsatiable. He wanted to taste more, to smell moreโฆof you. And perhaps now it was time for him to stop ignoring these desires.
You couldn't stop the small whimper that escaped you, your body trembling and your mind utterly confused. He wasn't hurting you or dragging you out for some experiment like he usually didโฆbut you weren't entirely sure if this was much better. Some part of you almost preferred the torture. You couldn't make sense of this at all. And then he slid down, sliding his large tongue along the length of the stitches that ran down the center of your torso, from your chest to just above your pelvis. You panted a bit, because the feeling of it was leaving you breathless.
"Y-Youโฆthis isโฆa-strangeโฆ" you whined
As he got lower, he unknowingly nudged right between your legs whilst tonguing at the edge of the wound. This caused you to let out a particularly strange, higher pitched sound. One that lead the prototype to pause as he processed it. He'd never heard a sound like that from you before. It sounded startled, yes. But unlike the frightened kind, it was more surprised. He nudged you there again, this time the sound coming out a little longer and confused. Yetโฆ
"You enjoy thatโฆ"
It was a statement, not a question. And you quickly covered your face as it heated up. You hadn't meant to make such pathetic noises, or for it to sound like you were enjoying this. You weren't! You couldn't be! It wouldn't make any sense andโ
"AH!"
A scream escaped you, surprised again, and not one of pain. You snapped your gaze down to find the sight of him, the prototype, sliding his tongue against your crotch, against the fabric of your clothes. Your only barrier. It felt hot and wet, and your hips twitched without you meaning to.
He seemed to quite like that reaction. Perhaps a bit too much, because that heat and desire only seemed to amplify within him. He shoved the tip of his tongue against you, pressing against the fabric harder before eventually getting fed up with the annoying garment. How was he to make you give your most optimal reaction if he wasn't making full contact? That simply wouldn't do. So he slid his razor sharp fingers along your leg before slicing through the fabric, as easy as a scalpel. A red line formed along your skin, but it wasn't a deep laceration or anything. So he was hardly concernedโฆ
But he was curious. So he slid his tongue along your thigh, lapping up the small trickle of blood that escaped that clean slice. You tensed up, it hurt. But the way you squirmed your hips indicated you didn't dislike it. You didn't pull away, you didn't cry in pain. On the contrary. It was as if you wanted him to do it more.
You wanted him. Enjoyed his touch. Wether you were aware of it or not was of no consequence, because he could see it in the way your body was reacting. And nothing was more honest than biology.
He pulled back, gazing down at your panting, heated form as you seemed to try to compose yourself enough to speak.
"I-I don'tโฆUnderstandโฆ" you managed to whimper out. He leaned in again, and this time you didn't shy away. You didn't have the strength for it.
"If you won't say itโฆthen touch me instead." He said, looking down at you.
You didn't know what to make of this or what he was saying, or why. Butโฆif there was one thing you knew you shouldn't do, it was disobeying at a time like this. Slowly, you reached up and carefully caressed the side of his face. The cold porcelain was smooth save for the cracks near his eyeโฆwhich your thumb subconsciously grazed almost tenderly. To you, you were just doing as you were told. Touching him the way he asked youโฆ
To him, you were giving him everything. The warmth of your hand as it spread along his face. The gentle brush of your thumb, he could feel it all. It was all for him. Only him.
He needed to make sure it stayed that way.
He dipped down suddenly, and before you could even begin to realize what was happening, you felt that thick tongue slide directly against you. His head between your legs, lapping at the most delicate part of your body. Your back arched, head thrown back as you quickly became overwhelmed by such a sensation. It was terrifyingโฆand thrilling.
Moan after shuddering moan spilled out of you, and you became lost to everything. You were babbling now, not a single sense in you to even know what you were saying. But the Prototype latched onto every word. Between the moans and cries and the gibberish mess of articulation, he latched onto what few words you managed to successfully speak.
It was the praise that got him. That made him nearly short circuit. He was determined to mark you as deep as his tongue could go, and the way you seemed to twitch and tighten around his unnatural appandage only fueled that hunger more.
And then something marvelously unexpected happened.
You cried out, tensing up and reaching down to grasp at the fabric of his cap, the bells jingling away at the sudden tugging. Your thighs clamped down around his head, subconsciously trying to force him down and keep him there. He let you. Because as he observed your reaction he was in awe. This was by far the most intriguing sight he'd ever seen. Perfectโฆeven.
He remained like this for a while, watching as the tremors in your body lessened and your climax subsided. Until you were rendered nothing more than a limp, panting and exhausted mess beneath him. He pulled back, his tongue sliding out and spilling the absolute mess of juices that had come out of you all over your legs and the floor.
Your gaze was bleary, on the verge of passing outโฆbut you felt something cold against your cheek. Those hands that killed, that could slice and shatter and maime, gently grazed the heated skin of your cheek.
He used the back of his hand, an act far gentler than anything he's ever shown. And then, your smaller, much more fragile hand came up and gently took his. No fear. No shaking. Just soft and welcoming. And then he saw it. The soft smile you gave himโฆ
And then you spoke, in a soft raw voice.
"OliverโฆDon't Goโฆ"
He watched as you lost consciousness. He caught your hand before it went fully limp, careful not to hold it too hard or slice it.
"โฆI will never leave you, Petโฆand you will never leave meโฆ"
He scooped you up after that, unhooked the chain off your collar. He had no intention of parting from you. And he wasn't going to let anything or anyone take you from him either. Not the other toys, not any intruderโฆnot even you.
He will make sure you never desire to leave him again.
Oh yes~ feel free to send in any particular ideas or requests yโall might like to read. (Donโt be afraid to go as crazy as you want I have like no real limits)
