cw: ghostface!elysia, blood, knife play, mentions of stalking, dry humping (need more of this please), it may seem like dubious consent but reader is really into her crazy (kinda)girlfriend
a/n: this is so ooc and im so sorry, i just love her so badly UGH
“Hi~” The greeting that normally sent flutters of excitement through your heart now sent utter dread to your stomach. Elysia, the girl you love— loved, was caging you into the forest floor with her knees. You could feel her try to subtly shift her hips to press more of her weight onto you, but it didn’t arouse you like the dreams you once had. It sent fear coursing through your limbs as you tried to scramble away from your stalker.
You knew something was wrong with her, Gods that look in her eyes was becoming entrancing. “Pretty girl~ please don’t think of others right now!” You think bile is rising up your throat but it all halts when the sickeningly sweet look morphs into something else, something jealous and hateful. “Pay attention to me, baby!”
That wakes you up, her saccharine, obsessive, dangerously addictive voice, “Elysia, ple-!”
She cocks her head to the side, her lips pulling into a feline grin, “It’s Ely, my pretty girl! You don’t call me,” She visibly braces herself to say it, “Elysia.”
Fine, if she wants to play like that! “Okay, Ely, why me?” She pauses, tilting her head back to its straight-on posting.
The way she’s looking at you, like you’re her entire world, it sets your heart into a fast paced gallop, “Ely, what are you think of?” Your breathing catches in your throat when you noticd the smallest movement of her hips against you.
Fuck. You can see how her own hands begin to tremble from the effort of not dropping the blade onto your skin.
“Ely, baby, what’s going on. Did you kill all those people?” Her torturous grinding stops as she sneers at you, the knife in her hands stops shaking as she slams the blade into the ground next to you.
A shuddering cry of anger pieces the woods around you as her pink hair tumbles from behind the mask, “Stop talking about them! I did it all for you, every single person that touched you, that talked to you, that looked at you the wrong way! I took care of them so that you would only have me!” Deep down there’s a part of you that wants to be scared but the only thing on your mind is how fucking hot she is above you.
It’s with unsteady hands that you reach up to her hips, the sticky fabric making you cringe and scrunch up your face as you swallow down the acid clawing its way into your mouth. The warmth from her skin seeps into your palms as you drag her trembling body towards you in a slow motion.
Elysia gasps softly as a tear drops from the ruined plastic of her mask, the salty water dripping from her chin and onto your clothes, “You don’t get to terrorize me for months on end, stalk me through the woods,” You feel her thighs shaking as you grind her aching body on you. “Then pin me down to fuck me without consequences.”
Oh so sinfully, Elysia moans while thrusting her hips into your grasp. There’s a faint pulse from between her thighs that makes you deepen the pressure as you shift your hips so that your legs are now bracing her back. The pink haired woman above you tosses her head backwards in ecstasy as the heat in her body builds to a crescendo.
All at once everything stills in her body as you bring her to the edge of an orgasm, her own pitchy whines permeating the woods. “You don’t get the come so quickly, I’m not done with you.” Elysia’s eyes widen in surprised glee at your words.
As soon as she was about to open her mouth to protest her own failed attempt at pleasure you flip her over, her mask cracking from the force you use to push her into the peaty ground, “I’m gonna fuck you like I hate you, you’ve been a pain in my ass for too long.” In her head, she’s right where she wants to be. The only thing you pay attention to.
