Where he is so nonchalant about the killings and thinks that everyone is overreacting.
For example: Randy would be yelling out in a frenzy to everyone that Billy was obviously the killer and reader would just be over it and ask why he’s so adamant about figuring out the killer. Saying, “People die everyday.”
Or Sydney would exclaim that another person died and he’d just be like “okay, so back to what I was saying-” and everyone would look at him like he was crazy.
Maybe the duo finds him interesting and it turns into something more.
Contains: Nonchalant Reader, Pre Relationship, Gender Ambiguous Reader (Mb I was high & forgot), Canon Typical Violence, Canon Typical Stalking, Crack Fic Shit, Kidnapping WOmp WOmp
CRASH-
“ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING?!" Randy’s shout echoes through the customer-less video store as the tapes on his cart clatter to the ground due to him throwing his arms outward in exasperation. Randy and you were closing up the video store; he was putting away the last of the returned rentals as you closed the till. “Kinda hard to count and listen, bud.” You say, painfully aware of how many times you'd already had to recount the change in your hand thanks to Randy’s ramblings- or more accurately, accusations. “One of our friends could be a KILLER. A SERIAL KILLER and you're worried about the god damn till?" Randy bent down, picking up the tapes with haste. “Exactly.” Slamming your free hand down on the countertop, you sigh aggravated as you lose count of the change in your hand once again. “So, you're saying you don’t care that our good ol buddy Billy is getting stabby in the night?” You shoot Randy a duh look before going back to counting the change. “Unfucking believable, man." Randy pointed a finger at you accusingly; his face twisted with worry and suspicion. “You’ll care when Billy boys behind you,” his arm raises in a stabbing motion. “And boom-” Randy brings down his raised hand. “-just like that, you're another face tacked to a corkboard in some dingy station.” The cash register slams echoing in the small space as you close it scribbling the total on a scrap piece of paper before turning to face Randy. “At least you'll be right there with me if Billy's the killer.” Randy’s expression turned mortified, a dramatic sound of shock leaving his lips. “This isn't funny!” The aggravated man shouted, making you burst out laughing. You weren't the only one laughing at Randy’s frustration. Just beyond the doors leading to the back room, Ghostface hid, covered by shadows as they observed the interaction.
It was a new day, and you were at school surrounded by your friends as you all ate lunch outside like usual. Another murder had happened, and Randy stood smacking the newspaper in his hand as if he could beat the answers out of the pages. “First, Casey and Steve, and now look,” Randy held up the article he had the paper opened to, flashing it uncomfortably close to your face, leaving you unable to make out any of the words on the page. Bringing up your hand, you pressed the middle of the newspaper down just enough to make eye contact with Randy. “I’m tryna eat here, if you mind.” You shooed the shocked man away dismissively, not caring much about the recent murder that claimed the life of another classmate. He went down the row of your friends, making sure everyone's face was thoroughly shoved into the newspaper. You ignored his continued rant, his fast-paced speaking turning into a dull droning of background noise as you ate unbothered. Munching down, your eyes wandered across the front lawn of the high school you couldn't wait to get away from. As your gaze wandered over to the side of the yard where your friends were sprawled out, you froze. Billy’s eyes were staring holes through you, his gaze calm and curious as he tried to find something under your uncaring demeanor. Eh- weirdo. You thought looking away as if you hadn’t caught your friend staring at you intensely. His gaze didn't bother you as you continued eating, wondering what crawled up his ass and if you could cut class.
“Surprise (Insert Name),” You stood in the doorway to Stu’s room, the man blocking your way from behind. Billy was sprawled out on Stu’s bed, a shitty Grim Reaper robe on his body and a Ghostface mask in one hand with a crimson-tinted knife in the other. A part of you suspected that wasn't corn syrup on the knife in Billy’s grasp. “Fuck- Randy was right.” The lack of fear in your voice threw both the men in the room thrown off a loop. It made Stu bark out laughing as he watched you look more upset that your nerdy friend had been correct than the fact that you were face-to-face with two serial killers. “Fucking nerd was right and now Randy’s waiting for you on a corkboard in a dingy station right now…” Billy chimed in a lazy half smirk resting on his face, satisfied with himself as he waited for your face to morph with fear at the revelation that they'd been stalking you. “Fucking stalker.” There was no fear in your voice. You sounded teasing as you addressed the man with the weapon carelessly. Stu’s hands come up, gripping the back of your neck almost possessively. “Didn’t I say they’d be fun, Billy?” The taller man’s breath ghosts over the back of your head, his fingers dipping into the sides of your neck. You look up at Stu, who was staring right back, his eyes filled with mischief and something more sadistic.
“What's wrong with you?” Billy asked, sliding off the edge of the bed and stalking towards you slowly, his head held at a slight angle as he studied you. Stu pushed you forward, his free hand pressing the tip of a knife at the small of your back. You didn't even flinch walking forward in time with Stu’s steps, unbothered by the weapon. The knife left your back momentarily as Stu reached behind him. SLAM- still no flinch. Stu’s front rested flush with your back as Billy’s presence overshadowed you. “People die every day. Why should I bitch and moan because it's my turn?” Billy stared dumbly at you as he processed your words. “Can we keep them? I promise I'll take them out for walks and feed them every day.” Stu whined his fingers around your neck, practically vibrating as he joked. Billy scoffed, but he didn't look opposed to the idea of keeping you.
“Yeah- fuck no- HEY,” Before you could protest further, Stu shoved you into the closet in his room he’d prepared. Stu held the door shut as you tried to open it while Billy fished out a small key with a rounded end for the door from the man's bedside table. He threw the metal object to Stu, who caught it out of the air, locking you away. “We got a little business to finish, but you stay put now. Be a good captive, okay?” Billy teased, speaking against the wooden door before chuckling, hearing your fists beating on the door.
!NSFW! ‘How Much We Love You Pt.2′ Stu & Billy x Male Reader
Pt. 1
Requested by Anonymous on Wattpad
Contains: Hand Jobs, M/M/M, Unsafe Driving, Billy Being a Wee Little Bit Unhinged If You Squint
Your pant buttons popped open, Billy’s fingers are quick to dip down the front of your pants. Stu’s hand flexes against your thigh, the pads of his fingers digging into the cloth covering your legs. Billy pushed aside your briefs, fishing out your length with urgency.
The pad of Billy’s thumb pressed into your tip, collecting your pre on his fingers before gliding his hand along your member. A breathy moan was pulled from your lips as Billy worked you in his hand. “You like that, [Y/n]?” Billy asked, his warm breath fanning the back of your ear. Your hips bucked upward a desperate yes making Billy smile. “Mhm~ of course, you do.” He drawled, placing open-mouth kisses along your neck.
Stu’s breath hitched from where he sat, his eyes struggling to stay on the road in front of him because of the display you and Billy were putting on. You squirmed in your seat, eyes fluttering from the hand shoved down your pants by the man driving beside you.
Outside the car windows you could see traffic whizzing by, Stu was definitely speeding by the looks of things. Rushing to get home so he could get his hands on you, and hopefully his dick in you. The thought of both Stu and Billy having their way with you, using your body as their personal fuck toy, had you arching your hips upward into Billy’s slicked palm. Your head hit the headrest.
Stu’s hand ran further up your thigh, leaving pleasant tingles everywhere the man touched you. Fingers trailed dangerously close to where Billy was toying with you.
Billy’s free hand wandered to your chin gripping it and turning your head to face Stu’s crotch. “Look at that,” Billy hummed, his voice rattling around your skull. “Poor Stu, already rock hard from you rutting into my hand.” Stu whined at the acknowledgment, his jaw clacking into a hard line. “What are you going to do about it, [Y/n]?”
The hand wrapped around your length slowed, moving at a languid pace that gave you time to breathe, and more importantly, think.
“You gonna leave him to suffer over there?” Stu keened where he sat, muttering a ‘No.’ His desperately horny eyes darted to your face briefly.
You needed no further prompting to reach over to your other lover who was twitching in his briefs, following Billy’s earlier example, reaching into the man’s pants and undergarments. Stu let out a breathy moan as you ran your fingers along his dick, barely touching him, yet the man was already struggling not to buck at the small relief.
The weight of Stu’s member was heavy in your quickly slickening palm. Your fingers brush over every ridge and bump on the erect appendage.
When Billy’s movements sped up, so did yours. Your hand fisted along Stu’s length, running across his veins and tip, collecting his pre before starting over again.
“Shit-..” The man swore, his foot accidentally pressing down on the gas for a moment before he composed himself. He was shocked back into reality by the honking of a car horn. “Careful now.” Billy murmured, a small laugh escaping him. The brunette was shaking with arousal at the sudden acceleration. The threat of Stu losing control, jerking off into traffic had a sick part of Billy reeling, almost wishing for the disaster of a crash to occur.
The fingers on your chin danced across your lips, pressing into the soft skin there, asking for entrance. Without thinking you parted your lips, gagging as Billy’s fingers plunged to the back of your throat, muffling each moan that flew out with the increased pace Billy picked up.
Both your own and Stu’s moans filled the car. Billy enjoyed the show he was receiving from where he leaned up front between the center console, almost laughing at the needy look on your face.
Your face morphed, changing into a look of pure and utter bliss as your length twitched in Billy’s palm. You were so close to cuming. All you needed was a few more strokes and you would be stumbling off that blissful cliff both Billy and Stu loved to watch you fall from.
Bucking up into Billy’s palm you whined pathetically, your entire body tensing as ecstasy coursed through you. “Oh- Billy..” You moaned, closing your eyes.
Nothing happened.
Billy pulled away just as the car came to a stop. Your hand was removed from Stu’s pants and the clicking of locks had your eyes flying open. Stu’s house was visible through the front windshield. However, the arrival to your destination was the least of your worries as the backseat and driver's door clicked open. Both your lovers slid out of the vehicle with visible erections where yours sat painfully in your pants, your mind reeling from the harsh edge Billy just put you through.
Your door opened, Stu was smiling down at you. His face flushed and eyes slightly glazed, “We’re here.” He spoke in a singsong voice clearly used to rile you up further.
Whining, you shuffled from the seat, almost creaming at the way your dick rubbed against your briefs from how stimulated you were. “Oh, don’t whine. You’ll get your fix.” Billy stated, already halfway to the front door. “But, you’ll only be allowed to cum once we’re both balls deep in you.” Stu barked out, hands on your shoulders, pushing you to the now open door. “After all, what kind of boyfriends would we be if we let our man cum in a stingy car?” Stu pouted, giving your cheek a peck.
Contains: Pet Play, Implied Murder, Jealous Sex, Oral, Anal, Possessive Sex, Collar, Maybe Dub-Con, Gagging- on dick, Hair Pulling, Me Questioning my Life Choices
Requested by Square_Mask on Wattpad
Billy has a few screws loose- nothing new there.
“Oh, look at you. Being such a sweet pup.” Billy cooed his fingers on your chin tilting your head up to face him. Tears of both pleasure and sadness poured from your eyes as Billy made you hold eye contact with him. He was loving the conflicted feelings that flittered through you as Stu pounded away behind you, his length splitting you open.
A fresh tear slipped from your eyes as Stu gave a particularly rough thrust his lips connecting with your flushed shoulder. He was smiling against your skin. “Awh don’t cry now.” Stu cooed as Billy whipped away your tear. “Yeah,” Billy agrees his thumb running along your bottom lip “You knew we had to get rid of em.”
A whimper slid past your throat as Billy's free hand slid up your chest fiddling with the collar clasped around your neck.
“No one gets to talk to our little puppy like that,” Stu said faux pouting in his tone as he peppered your shoulder with little kisses. “At least, not without our permission.” Stu finished laughing.
Billy looked over to Stu the both of them locking eyes, a dangerous glint behind Billy’s harsh brown eyes.
“Hm, you think he liked the attention he was getting?” Billy mused his fingers carding through your hair before tugging harshly at the strands while Stu sunk his teeth into your shoulder breaking the skin. “He better not-of,” Stu practically growled thrusting his hips harshly into you causing your body to jolt forward, a moan slipping from your mouth.
“Little whore pup like him probably enjoyed the attention,” Billy said tugging your face closer to his groin where his erection stood “Probably got off on knowing how jealous he was making us. Probably wanted the man dead.” Billy finished glaring down at you his expression dark and possessive. A strange mixture of fear and arousal settled in between your legs at the look he was giving you. Yet you couldn’t find it in you to be scared.
Suddenly though a smile overcame his lips the switch in demeanor giving you whiplash, “Awh, what am I saying?” Billy’s voice was dripping with acidic honey. “Our boy is too well trained for that.” Stu finished kissing the bite mark he had left on you “Too well trained.” Billy repeated his fingers going lax in your hair returning to their original soft gesture.
“How bout’ you show me just how good we trained you to be,” Billy teased his fingers leaving your hair entirely so he could stroke himself. His tip inches from your flushed, tear-stained face. What he wanted was clear, and who were you to deny him?
Obediently you opened your mouth letting your tongue roll out. “Such a good pup for us.” Stu praised feeling you tighten around him at his words.
Billy placed his tip in your mouth not wasting any time as he pushed onward his length disappearing into your throat. You wouldn’t be able to take all of Billy, and he knew that.
Yet, he didn’t care.
He made you take all of him only stopping when your nose was buried in his pubes. Stu’s hand was on the back of your head holding you there with one hand while his other was on your hips using it as leverage to fuck into you harder. Only when black seeped into the edged of your vision your head going slack did Stu and Billy let up allowing you to pull away. Not completely though.
After Stu’s hands both met at your hips you got to work bobbing your head; finding a rhythm with the two boys was a difficult but necessary task. Thankfully you found the right tempo quickly. Stu pulled you back onto him with every thrust his dick hitting your prostate suddenly. You moaned out just as you were pulled forward onto Billy making you gag around him.
“Fuck,” Billy swore, your throat constricting around him had his hips moving forward suddenly following you as you were pulled back onto Stu.
Everything was too much and the constant jostling from both boys had you dizzy with pleasure. “Aw, look at that our pup is feeling so good he’s drooling.” Billy barked out thrusting into your mouth, and indeed a trail of drool ran from your lips to your chin. Your lips were slick, practically glistening, with both Billy’s pre and your own saliva.
Just when you thought things couldn’t get any better Stu’s long fingers wrapped around your length “Bet, that person from earlier couldn’t make you feel this good.” Stu stated the jealousy clear in his voice. His hands move along your member, his pace matching his thrusts.
It didn’t take much for Stu to coerce an orgasm out of you. The pleasure in your gut was already about to snap as it was and the added touch only worked to drive you to the brink of overstimulation.
Both boys admired the way your body had twisted and twitched as you came muffled moans and whimpers leaving your mouth. Your entrance clamping down onto Stu.
After you went limp in Stu’s hands he released you, still thrusting away along with Billy. They both continued to use you fucking you from both ends long after your orgasm-dazed body had given in to overstimulation.
Your attempts at complaining over the painful pleasure went unheard. The words not even forming correctly as Billy silenced you over and over again with his length.
Stu had come first, filling you up without warning his hips slamming forward so hard you had to grip Billy’s thighs for support as you gagged around him your throat convulsing. The man behind you was loud. Cries of pleasure spilled from Stu’s lips before he went silent, the only exception being his heavy breathing.
Stu pulled himself out of you and laid back watching you and Billy still going at it.
Billy was thankfully close behind only needing a few more thrusts into your tight throat before he was coming down it. When Billy pulled out he grabbed your face immediately smashing your lips against his in a hungry dominating kiss not caring how your mouth was still full of his cum. He was claiming you all over again with that kiss letting you know you belonged to him and Stu only them.
After he pulled away his lips were equally as slick as yours, “Try talking to another man with those lips now.” Billy sighed smiling smugly as Stu clapped behind the both of you cheering “Encore.” dramatically.
Can I request a oneshot with billy & stu with a male reader who feels left out like a third party seeing how intimate they are but then they reassure him they love him just as much, if possible some lime with kisses and touches <3
Pt. 2
Tysm for this request! I hope this is what you wanted.
Contains: Stu being an idiot, Touching, Suggestive Themes, Nothing Graphic, Mentioned Homophobia, Homophobic Slur, Closeted Billy & Stu, Cheating
Never before would you ever entertain the idea that Billy and Stu loved each other more than you, but as you watched how freely they were able to touch in crowds it made your heart throb. You understood they couldn’t risk Sidney or Tatum catching wind of the three of you but still, you couldn’t help but wish for more affection.
Stu and Billy were always conjoined at the hip. Long before dating the girls so it came as little surprise when they continued their constant ‘innocent’ public touches. Sadly you had met the two after the duo had paired up with Tatum and Sidney. People already were suspicious of Billy and Stu’s self-proclaimed straightness so it was beyond risky to add you into the equation so abruptly.
Rumors were powerful, and if the wrong ones spiraled around town it would lead to many problems you and your partners would rather avoid.
Despite your understanding of the situation you couldn’t help but gaze longingly at the pair. Wishing deep down you could be the one Stu and Billy were both holding. Showing you off like the priceless gem they insisted you were in between hushed kisses and lust-filled touches in forgotten alleyways.
“Love you, baby boy,” Stu whispered to you smiling ear to ear when he passed by you close enough to speak without others hearing. Well except for Billy who gave you a soft glance filled with something akin to love and obsession before moving along with Stu. Not even sparing you a second glance.
It made your chest ache as you watched Billy and Stu leave the room with their small friend group.
Some days you just wished to walk up to them and smash your faces together. You could take the whiplash of your actions. Let people call you a faggot it would be nothing new. Despite your desires, you couldn’t do that to your lovers. Couldn’t break their trust and out them like that. It would be wrong and selfish.
It wasn’t long after your lovers had disappeared that your mobile had lit up. The screen flashed as a text greeted you.
“Outside. Let go.” It was a quick simple text, from Billy of course.
Your aching heart quickly prompted you to your feet. Moving to grab your belongings before making your way to where Billy and Stu waited. The both of them had finally ditched their friends and they were waiting for you in Stu’s car. It had always been too flashy for your taste personally but Stu loved the damn vehicle so you could put up with the overzealous appearance of it for his sake.
As soon as your bottom made contact with the passenger seat, your door clicking shut hands were on you. Cupping your face and pulling you close for a desperate and hungry kiss. The lips on yours expressed how much the two had longed for you. As soon as you were free to breathe a second pair of lips crashed into yours just as hungry and desperate as the first. It was overwhelming and eased the tightening in your chest slightly.
“Missed you so much,” Billy breathed onto your lips, his hands gripping your face possessively. His eyes screamed mine as he forced you to keep eye contact with him.
“Don’t forget me here,” Stu whined his fingers trailing up your arms pulling away to turn the key in the ignition, the car roaring to life. “I missed you too, you know.” Stu pouted, poorly masking the playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
You chuckled, “I’m glad, really started to feel left out in there for a second.” You joked awkwardly, shifting where you sat. Stu’s eyes flicker to you for a second before returning to the road. His smile was less prominent now.
“I’m sorry. We didn’t mean to make you feel that way. [Y/n].” Billy spoke up his hands finding you as he leaned forward through the divider. “Yeah, ya know we love you, baby,” Stu stated a rare serious tone in his voice.
“Do we need to remind you of how much we love you?” Stu asked, arching an eyebrow, his playful personality back. The suggestive words easily fell from his mouth.
Billy’s hands dipped dangerously close to your crotch as Stu spoke, making you squirm. Your face flushing. “I will gladly remind you all the way to your home if that’s the case,” Billy said, adding to Stu's question.
You responded by slightly shifting your legs further apart to give Billy more room. A meek yes falling from your mouth. Billy took the invitation, letting his hands dip over your clothed length. Stu looked at you in little glances as he drove his eyes filled with hunger and a predatory grin on his face.
Dangerously, he took one hand off the wheel letting it rest on your upper thigh. Squeezing the flesh underneath his fingers.
You let your head fall back as Billy began unbuttoning your pants. Fishing out your length.
Oh okay, you don’t have to do this if you don’t want to but can I request Billy Loomis x Male Reader? Like reader having their first time with Billy, similar to that scene with Sydney and Billy?? You don’t have to if you don’t want to, if you do decide please take your time you don’t have to rush !! Take care of yourself and drink water <3
Thanks for that drink water reminder, actually needed that today!
You say similar to movie, I say lemme pull it up and write it near exactly with my own ending.
Contains: Anal, Anal Fingering, First Times, Loss Of Virginity, Dom Billy, Consent Is Sexy, AMAB Reader, Technically No Pronouns Used
Billy’s thumb rested on your lower lip. You were nervous, scratch that you were beyond nervous of the desires running rampant in your head. Refusing to go away as Billy’s eyes lingered on your face, a soft smile on his lips.
In an unusual show of confidence, you moved forward. Connecting your lips with Billy’s. The kiss was slow and soft, a gentle reassuring lock of lips that had whatever resolve to keep your innocence you were clinging to waning completely. Gut-churning nervousness turned to arousal as the taste of cheap booze on your own lips mingled with Billy’s own much more appealing taste.
Pulling away for air your arms wrapped around Billy’s broad frame, his arms following suit, returning the embrace. One hand rested between your shoulder blades, his other hand smoothing over your waist. Billy was warm against you and smelt like homemade popcorn and brand new films. A smell that was so wonderfully Billy.
Heaving out a satisfied sigh you let yourself completely melt into Billy before a chuckle left your lips “Why can’t I be a Meg Ryan movie?” you asked, Billy’s hands moving up and down your spine, pulling you impossibly closer. Your hands played with the hair at the nape of Billy’s neck as he trailed kisses along your neck subtly pulling your hips closer to his own.
“Or even a good porno.”
Billy pauses his trail of soft kisses, his hand resting in the hair at the back of your head, a look of realization at your words overcoming his face. “What?” His voice was muffled slightly due to how his face was cradled in the side of your neck. His warmth breaths against your skin making heat rush to your groin.
“You heard me.” your voice didn’t waver as you spoke. The sureness in your own tone puts you at ease.
The brunette pulled away from the embrace, looking you dead in your eyes. A scarily serious expression meeting your lust-filled eyes “Are you sure?” Billy's voice was level but the underlying excitement that ebbed out as he spoke didn’t go unnoticed by you. He wanted this as much as you did. He’d waited for this for so long out of respect and love for you. Without breaking eye contact, you let a small smile form on your lips, your head nodding as you gave Billy the answer he was waiting for.
“Yeah. I think so.”
Leaning forward, Billy locked lips with you taking the lead. Your hands fisted the front of his shirt, grabbing the fabric there to steady yourself. Billy cradled your face in his hands, the both of you moving down to the mattress below. Lips never separating.
As soon as your back hit the mattress Billy was all over you. His hands groping your pecs through your shirt. Brushing against your nipples. While his lips trail down the center of your chest, stopping just above your collar. Your hands fisted the back of his shirt, while his hands ran from your hips to up your sides.
A breathy moan tumbled from your lips as his hips ground down against you. Brushing your members together through the clothes you both were sadly still wearing. Billy’s eyes stayed on your face, his gaze predatory and hungry, it made him look dangerous. Moving back up your neck Billy found home there, his hot needy breaths fanning over your flushed skin as he left small bites and fevered kisses. His hands gripped under your thighs lifting them slightly as he groped the swell of your ass enjoying the way the plush flesh dipped under the pressure of his fingers.
Your moans only fueled Billy’s hunger. His hips collide with yours, quickly gaining pressure and speed till you were practically begging the man to stop in fear of creaming in your pants before the real fun began. In an attempt to stop the assault on your nether regions you turned your face to Billy’s trailing kisses along his cheek till he got the message and moved to kiss you. Finally pulling back till you both were in a sitting position.
Hands tugging at the hem of your top gave you all the clues you needed for what Billy wanted.
Billy watched greedily as you pulled your shirt over your head, discarding the fabric. Your torso on full display for the man before you.
“You are so… amazing.” Billy breathed out as he was left in awe, he admired the body on display for him. His hands itching to run over your skin, to toy with your perk nipples before inevitably dipping below your waistline to ravage you in the best way imaginable.
Not wanting to leave all the work to you, Billy started stripping himself working on his own clothes as you shimmied out of your pants and briefs. With both your and Billy’s clothing in a heap on the ground the brunette moved back on top of you.
His fingers explored your body, feeling you as you squirmed. Keening out as his fingers pinched your left bud, rolling it between his fingers. The man palmed your chest creating small jolts of enjoyment that shot through you.
“Suck,” two of Billy’s fingers were presented to you, hovering before your lips. With eyes trained on your face, he watched as you parted your mouth letting the man slip his digits inside. You ran your tongue along the digits sucking them further into your mouth as you lathered them with your saliva. The display made Billy’s dick twitch, his breath stuttering.
Pulling his fingers from your mouth the man was quick to reposition them. Pressing them against your entrance before slowly sliding one in. The stretch wasn’t too bad from the one finger, but as soon as Billy started pushing in the second digit your hands were flying to his shoulders. A low hiss passes through your clenched teeth.
A palm rested against your cheek, “Shhh, just look at me baby.” and you did.
The sharp sting soon melded into a satisfying burn that had you gently rocking your hips back in time with the movement of the man’s hand. “Yeah? You like that?” Nodding your response, not trusting your voice, you made Billy chuckle. His hand leaving your entrance. “Good.”
The crinkle of a condom wrapper was heard, and soon after Billy’s tip was poking at your backside. “Can I, [Y/n]?” a warm hand soothingly rubbed against the swell of your stomach, Billy patiently waiting for your confirmation that he could continue. With a shaky yes Billy was pushing forward. Plunging into your virgin ass and stretching you around him painfully.
Tears of pain paint your cheeks as they fall from your eyes, hands fisting against Billy’s shoulders. Blunt nails slightly dug into his body. It was all so painful. Fire ripped through your backside, each forward jerk of Billy’s hips spurring a pained groan from you.
The sound of hips connecting made relief flood your body. You felt so unbearably full with Billy stuffing you to the hilt, spreading you open for the very first time. “You okay?” the man asked his voice audibly strained. Struggling for breath you replied “Yes,”
Billy seemed to visibly relax, his lips gently pressing against yours. He was reassuring you, comforting you with his kiss. Letting you know it was okay, he was there.
The pain searing through your body slowly ebbed away. Fading till all that was left was a dull ache in your groin, one that begged for Billy to move. Experimentally you let your hips grind back against Billy. Stilling when a low moan met your ears.
Billy sounded beautiful, you wanted to hear more of his sounds. “Move.”
The brunette above you looked to you one last time to make sure you were truly okay before pulling back and quickly snapping his hips forward. Once again burying himself inside of you. His length dragged along your walls, catching in all the right spots and making your head spin.
“Fuck, Loomis!” you cried out through a moan, your blunt nails raking up his back. The sting had Billy cursing his hips now pistoning against yours at a back-breaking speed.
The slapping of skin and moans enveloped the both of you. Pleasure engulfs every coherent word you tried to speak leaving you to mumble and groan out. Clinging to Billy as your last anchor to keep you grounded in reality.
“Your so fucking tight,” Billy ground out, his dick ramming straight into your prostate making you tighten in response. “Fuck, yeah, like that baby?”
Billy abused your prostate angling his thrusts to nail the sensitive bundle of nerves head-on with every thrust. Not letting up till your back was arching, thighs shaking, and lungs struggling for breath as you came with a drawn-out scream of Billy’s name.
Overwhelming pleasure fogged your mind every nerve in your body firing out of control as white splattered between you and Billy. Coating both of your lower abdomens. “Wow, you came untouched,” Billy said in amazement.
Your wonderful afterglow quickly turned to harsh overstimulation as Billy didn’t pause his thrusting. Continuing his punishing pace, chasing his own orgasm.
Tears stained your cheeks your palms pressing flat against Billy’s chest. “To, much~” your voice was soft and strained. Leaning down Billy rested his forehead against yours “Just a little more,” he whispered.
True to his word, it only took a few more deep quick thrusts to have Billy’s hips stuttering before stilling. The condom inside of you was filled with Billy’s cum, inflating inside you.
The both of you stayed that way. Connected and panting for what felt like an eternity. Sweaty body’s pressed together while brief kisses ad hushed words were exchanged.
When Billy finally pulled from your entrance you felt empty and sore. A feeling Billy assured would go away as his hands kneaded your hips, pulling you flush into his chest after he disposed of the condom.
Popcorn and sex was what Billy smelt like now as you nuzzled his chest. The smell was as calming and familiar as the arms encircling you and the smiling lips pressing down to the top of your head.
Contains: Double Penetration, Reader w Top Surgery, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Cunt/Clit Used, Gender Dysphoria, Male Reader, Emotional Hurt/Comfort
Feminine– your hips, they were too wide, your legs too curvy, midsection a tad bit too inward. It was all so horribly feminine.
Tears couldn't help but prick your eyes as you looked between your legs, it wasn't right.
Your own hands trailed along your chest. Fingers pressed over the thin scars under your pecks, the only thing your mind could make sense of. Your now flat chest. Tears broke free from your tear ducts streaming down your cheeks. "Feminine," you mumbled. A face long forgotten staring you down as you gazed into the mirror before you. Long hair framed the face in the mirror. A faux smile greeting your growing frown.
Hands found your waist, the image in the mirror disappearing. "Hey, what's wrong?" a gentle voice asked, slim fingers brushing against your cheek. Whipping away a stray tear.
"Not right," the words were slurred as they came out. Another face appeared, it was Billy. Their expressions were full of concern and worry as they took place on either side of you. Moving you away from the mirror that has become the bane of your existence in a few measly minutes.
"What's not right?" Hands smoothed over your bare chest, replacing your own fingers that picked at your scars lightly. "My body– it's wrong. Too-" your voice trailed off, the words dying on your tongue as a sob racked through your body. You were disgusting– moving, you curled up on yourself. Pulling your knees close to your chest and pushing way the hands trying to touch you. They deserved better, needed better. You were a shell of a man– were you even a real man? "Stop that!" Billy scolded lightly, pulling you from your thoughts, his hands pulling your knees back from your chest.
His hands rested on your knees as he looked you in your eyes. "Whatever your thinking, stop it." Stu slid behind you, letting your back rest against his warm chest. Lips ghosted the top of your head. The touch wonderfully reassuring as Stu's hands squeezed your hips letting you know he was there.
The both of them cradled you between them. Smothering you in between their bodies. "[Y/n]." Stu spoke up, his voice unusually quiet for the energetic male. "Your body, it's not wrong." Your hands fisted where they rested your mind screaming out lies your mind yelled drowning out the love your boys radiated "It's the most handsome body I've ever seen," Stu added one of his hands sliding from your side to your inner thigh "and trust me when I say I've seen my fair share of bodies." Billy hummed in agreement moving close to your ear to whisper "It's true, Stu's was a little bit of a slut before we met you."
A choked-out laugh escaped you as Stu shouted half-heartedly, slapping Billy on the shoulder. Warmth spread through your chest as you watched the two get into a light-hearted argument. A small smile breaking out on your face.
"There we go," Stu breathed out, his fingers pinching your cheeks. You swatted the hands away, only to be pulled back into Stu's lap. Billy sliding closer to your side, his eyes watching your expression. "You know we love you, right?" Billy mussed, his fingers gripping your chin. He was serious, more serious than you've ever seen him. Hesitating, you eventually nodded. "Yes, I know." You said let yourself be cuddled, "Sometimes it's just hard too," you looked away, Billy's gaze too much to bear "remember that." you finished.
Sandwiched between the two you were helpless to stop the hands roaming around your body or the lips attaching to your skin, caressing your bare chest. Something akin to a whine escaped your throat as lips trailed down the back of your neck. Hands dipping between your legs.
"So handsome," Stu praised, before a finger plunged into your sex, a slick embarrassing sound making your cheeks flush red as your hands gripped Stu's wrist. Billy's hands held your hip tight as Stu fingered you open, enjoying the way your walls fluttered and clenched around his long thin digits all while Billy watched. A hungry expression on his face. One finger quickly turned to two and so on until four fingers were buried inside of you, stretching you in the most delicious way.
While Stu worked on opening you up for both him and Billy the brunette toyed with your clit. Rolling the bud between his fingers and eating up your moans with his mouth which moved against your own in a possessive lock of lips that had drool trailing down your chin from the corner of your mouth.
Billy's free hand fisted your hair. His fingers dig into the roots of your hair, gently pulling back, causing tension at the base of your skull that had your mind spinning.
Stu gave your shoulder a nip, his teeth barely digging into your skin before his lips latched on to the exposed skin. Sucking a dark hickey into your shoulder. The mark was red and quickly darkening. Stu gave the mark a light peck, his lips moving to hover near your ear "Now everyone will know that you're our handsome man." Stu purred, his fingers pulling from your cunt.
Clothing was quick to be disregarded and soon you were aware of the crinkling of condom wrappers. With both of your boys now properly wrapped you felt one of the boy's members poke at your entrance. "Can I?" Billy asked, his eyes locked with yours as he gripped your chin, not letting you look away. "Yes," you breathed out nodding your head dumbly. Without hesitating, Billy let himself sink into you, pulling you off of Stu's lap and onto his own. Your hips smacked flush against Billy's his length fully sheathed inside of you.
To your surprise, a second dick pressed alongside Billy's. Brief panic was soon replaced by burning desire as the thought of both of them filling you up, fucking you together had your gut churning with need. The pleasure they both could offer you by stretching you to your limits making you keen out a meek "Please," while trying to push your hips down to encourage Stu to also fill you up.
Wasting no time Stu also pressed into you, bypassing the tight muscle hell-bent of keeping the second intrusion out. Stu took his time pressing into you, making sure you were okay and ready multiple times before sinking in deeper. All while Stu was sinking into you Billy was shaking. Holding back pathetic moans as your insides got tighter, squeezing around him in a way he's never experienced before. (As long as you don't look at past fics I've written that is. *Finger guns*)
A low groan met your ear as you clamped down around the both of them, Stu's dick now pressing wonderfully against that bundle of nerves hidden inside of you. Billy sat still, his forehead on your shoulder as his breath came out in erratic pants. "You good?" Stu asked, his fingers trailing up along your spine. Tracing patterns into your back. A sinking feeling had you wondering if the question was aimed more at the brunette who was struggling to keep still. Shivers running through his body as uneven breaths fanned across your flushed skin.
Once Billy calmed down, regaining some composure and giving both you and Stu a stern, don't talk about this ever again, look did the three of you start moving. Hands gripped your hips and thighs as you were prompted to bounce on the two members. You were right, the pleasure ripping through your care was unlike anything you'd ever felt before. Both of them pressing against every inch of your inner walls and coercing guttural moans with every downward pull of your body.
It didn't take long for your legs to be giving out, your muscles strained from the effort of the continuous up and down movement. Not to worry as Billy and Stu were happy to lend a helping hand. Lifting you up and down while thrusting upward in a sporadic tempo that changed at random.
A hand snaked around your front. Taking your clit between two fingers and rolling the bud gently. Electricity shot through your stomach the coil of pleasure tightening in your cunt snapping and gushing out. With a loud cry, you came. Shaking in your boy's arms as they cooed, covering you with gentle kisses in an attempt to soothe you. "Good boy," and "So handsome cuming like that," along with a plethora of other praises were muttered as you were comforted through your intense orgasm.
They both fucked you well through your orgasm continuing to fuck into your spasming cunt till their own hips faltered. Their cum filling up the condoms they wore before they pulled out. Disregarding of the protection in a nearby garbage can.
You were pulled down to the bed, smushed between both your boy's bodies. "You were amazing, [Y/n]," Stu muttered, his lips pressing against yours for a chaste kiss. "Such a wonderful boyfriend," Billy agreed, his fingers trailing over your surgery scars fondly. "The only man I'd ever want," Billy stated, the seriousness in his tone reinforcing his words alongside the rare vulnerable look in his eyes.
Smiling you buried yourself into one of the boy's chests, the other one fitting perfectly along your backside. "I love you both,"
They didn't hesitate to respond, knowing ever since they meant you how you truly meant the world to them. You were their, [Y/n]. The best man they've ever met.
Could you write some hc's where the reader just has a really bad day and just sort of cries on some slasher's chests? Preferably Michael Myers and/or Billy Loomis if you're comfortable. I feel like they would both be kind of awkward and not really know what to do except let the reader cry it out.
I don't know who exactly you write for so sorry if you don't write for all these people! Thank you even if you don't do it :)
As soon as you came through the front door Michael knew something was wrong with you. He expected you to tuck yourself away in the home to get some peace and quiet. To the silent killer's surprise, you threw yourself into him as soon as you saw him.
Micahel was stunned at first, not knowing how to respond as your arms were wrapped tightly around him. Your sobs racking your body.
One of Michael’s hands eventually rested on top of your head after he got over his initial shock. His palm rested on your head occasionally giving you reassuring pats all while watching you.
Michael was stiff as a board as your arms wrapped tightly around his midsection. The man was at a loss for what to do in this situation. Sure, he has seen you cry before, but never had you clung to him so desperately.
The masked killer frowned behind the white mask. Hesitantly Michael’s palm rested on your head a few awkward pats being given to you. To his surprise you leaned into the touch, arms tightening around him further.
Billy Loomis
Billy saw your red teary eyes and immediately asked you what the problem was.
The man moved aking space on the sofa he was sitting on. Billy expected you to sit next to him instead you caught him off guard as you flung yourself at him burying your face into his chest.
“Hey now!” Billy exclaimed his hands going to push you off of him. Your sobs made Billy cringe, your arms only further tightening around him. Eventually, Billy gave in letting you sob into his chest.
His brows furrowed as you continued to cry. With a sigh, he wrapped his arms around you awkwardly.
You had just returned to your and Billy’s shared apartment. Hot tears streaming from your eyes. Billy had been caught off guard when you had thrown yourself onto him. Securing your arms around him.
“Hey now!”
Billy had tried to pry you off of him. His hands did little to push you away “Please,” your voice was strained and wobbly. “Just, for a little bit?” his eyes met yours and he melted. Biting his pride, Billy stopped trying to push you off of him letting you snuggled into his chest.
