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Albert shaw x reader

Summary: its 1972. Youve been in the psych ward for 3 years. Sometimes you would get discharged but somehow you'd still find a way back in. Its not your fault your mad. Its boring, bland. Everything's tasteless. That was, until the ward brought someone. A magician? Who would bring a person like that to a mental asylum?

Warning: psych ward, mention of self harm, self harm, therapy, unstable reader, implied age gap, Albert is sadistic ofc, smut, masturbation,blood kink, Reader is a masochist, bad smut, angst? Albert is using you but does love you in his own way. Breeding kink

This is terrible and kinky and disgusting

True! — nervous — very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses — not destroyed — not dulled them

It was the winter of 1972. The world felt bland and colorless. Your eyes bore into the white walls of the dayroom. The chatting was so near but felt so distant.

You didnt know why you were here. You didnt believe you were mad but the nurses, the doctors, the therapist they all fancy you mad. You were always cautious, quiet, never faught back. You took your medicine and never uttered a word unless spoke to.

But you would leave. They would let you go for weeks but then the world would turn black and you'll be back again, you didn't understand why but you knew the depths of how. But you didn't feel mad. You didnt feel crazy

Why would they think you were mad? You didnt believe yourself to be insane. Maybe guilty by all the things you've done in life. Maybe that was it. But you weren't crazy. You were just mesmerized by your disease. Your problem or maybe it was the pain it caused you. The pain that brang you happiness. Was it happiness or just the feeling that you deserved it?

You blinked a few times. Maybe this was a dream? But it wasn't. It was real and you knew it was. nothing has ever felt this weird. You turned your head and slowly got up out of your seat.

'The doors' you thought

Your steps felt light and unreal as you stepped up to the big doors, you pushed it open and walked down the hallways. Your fingers glided along the grainy film

Your eyes darted to the numbers upon each door and you looked for yours. You were lucky, you had a room to yourself. You didnt have to share it with others, because you were special. The nurses would say, but maybe they say that to everyone.

Your tired eyes landed onto the door and you turned the knob, your room was tasteless. Nothing fun. It felt good this way, it felt calm, like how you were calm. Your room reflected on how you felt. You didnt feel anything but you felt a sense of determination to prove you were sane.

You slammed the door shut then sat on your bed. You stared at the broken plastic from a pen you broke.

'Was this real?'

'This doesn't feel real?'

You began to breath a little more heavily as you tried to convince yourself you were here at this moment. Your eyes began to tear up and your mind went foggy. You slapped yourself, you banged your head on the table. It hurt, there was an intense pain going through your head.

You cried heavily and fell to your knees, '

"What is happening to me. Why is this happening" you choked out through tears. You grabbed the brown teddy bear on your bed as support and gulped down the old water on your nightstand you sobbed a little harder after you swallowed your water.

Your tears were uncontrollable and you didnt know why. Your choked back another sob as you stared at your teddy bear. You looked at your desk and grabbed the broken piece of plastic

"I want to be a teddy bear" you whispered then giggled and laid on the cold marble floor, your emotions were gone again. You were all alone in your bedroom. Tears still landed on your cheeks but you didn't want to cry anymore. You picked up the plastic and held it up to your wrist. You gave a weak smile before you slid the sharp end across your skin. You gasped from the pain it gave you, tears flew out of your eyes again but you stopped yourself from making noise.

You continued. The blood dripped from your wrist onto the floor beneath you. You stared at the red liquid that flowed out of you. You hesitated for a second before licking away the blood from your arm. Your tongue swirled against your cuts. It stung but it felt good. It felt right

You closed your eyes and swallow. You threw the sharp end somewhere causing it to fling around your room. Your hands traveled down to the heat inside of your pants. Your fingers slide under your panties

You opened your legs a little and inhaled. You used 2 fingers to rub your bean. You let out a shaky breath as you continued. Your fingers moved in a circular motion.

You inhaled again. This time it was longer. Your fingers moved quickly and you held back some gasps and moans. You stopped for a moment before moving your fingers further down. You moved them in between your slick folds before entering a finger. You gasped and bit your hand. You moved in and out faster and rubbed your slit with your palm as much as you could. You thought of what gets you turned on

Being strangled

Being praised

Being submissive

Being held hostage

Being tied up.

You slipped another one of your small fingers inside you and pumped your fingers in and out. You tried to position your hand else where so it wouldn't make noise but it felt so good you didn't want to love any more.

You arched your back and clenched around your fingers. You threw your head back and didn't stop. Your fingers moved like they never had before. You licked some more of your blood and moaned at the taste of it. You imagined a man doing that to you. You imagined tasteing a man's blood. You let out a pleasured sigh as you had your orgasim you quickened the pace and come all over your fingers.

You slowly took your fingers out and stared at the wet stickyness. You stared at the ceiling and closed your eyes. You began to drift off but that was quickly interrupted by the bell going off.

Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding

"Attention patients. Any patients who have freebies right now, report to the dayroom. I repeat report to the dayroom." the intercom announced

You sat up and quickly fixed your shirt. You cleaned your fingers off with a random sock you found on the floor and then got up. You sniffles and pulled your sleeve down.

You walked out of your room, some patients walked past you but your jounry was to the bathroom. Not the day room.

You jogged up to the bathroom and went into a stall. You set up toilet paper and sat down. You let out a giggle and tinkled

After doing your business you deeply cleansed your hands and cleaned your area with water.

You splashed water on your face and smiled. You cleaned your arm snd washed away the dried blood before leaving and humming. You strolled down the hall to where the dayroom was. What could they possibly want?

You walked into the dayroom and saw a bunch of chairs lined on a row. Your furrowed your eyebrows and looked where the seats were facing

"What the fuck" you muttered

A man with black balloons. White face paint, tinted sunglasses and a ridiculous top hat. He Stood there. He had on a red turtle neck and a black button up. Along with black bell bottoms.

You sighed and took a seat next to some girls you knew

"Hey?" The girl said "do you know what this is?" She added on

"Nope I was just asleep and the announcement woke me up" you muttered with a shrug. Patients began to sit in the seats and the lights died out

"Ladies, and gentlemen" the man bowed and had a grin on his face "welcome to the amazing magic world" he started.

Patients stared at him confused. He noticed the looks and cleared his throat "I'll be performing magic." He looked around at the patients again. His eyes landed on you and then the person beside you.

Your body heated up when he looked at you

The rest of the day was just him doing stupid tricks. What a waste of time. Although he did look really fine. His arms were so tense and his veins were practically popping out. You wondered what he would do if someone cut them. Would he let you lick away the blood? Would he ever want you to kiss his cut? Or maybe you'll open the cut more and stick your fingers into his hand.

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The weeks turn faster than you could mark the days.

2 weeks. Its been 2 Tuesday and Thursdays you've seen him. You learned his name, it was albert.. albert... you laid in bed twirling your hair and kicking your feet. Thinking about how he would wink at you during shows, it made you get all hot and bothered but it was amazing. Maybe it was part of the show. A magician's charm?

But you didn't care, his attention was all you wanted. You couldn't stop thinking of him. How he looks without the face paint and sunglasses he always wore.. your mind raced about all those things.

He was amazing. The amazing Albert

You were so fixated on him. Everything you thought of was him. It felt good. It made you feel more sane then ever.

You waited. Day and night for that announcement. The announcement that haunted you in every way possible.

You would wait for entirety if it meant seeing Albert again. You tried to be more sane around him. Or seem more sane as the doctors would say

you didn't care though. You waited, you would stare at the empty walls for hours straight. All alone and blocking out all the other noises.

Until the day came again

The stale air of the asylum hung heavy, the dayroom was a stage for his illusions. Albert moved with a practiced grace. You were just drawn to him. He was entertaining, charming, He looked as if he understood you. There was a mystery about him, a hidden depth behind the painted smile and the sleight of hand.

As the patients went back to playing chess, drawing, muttering to themselves or looking out the window, you watched him leave. He gave the nurses a bow and tipped his top hat towards them as a goodbye.

Your heart raced as you watched him leave, the sound of the door slamming shut mafe your heart jump. This was your chance, to make it all work. To make it happen.

You waited a few seconds. You got up and slowly walked up to the door, you looked at the camera and then pushed open the door

You didnt see him. It was like he disappeared, you turned your head to every hall way to find him but it was just empty.

You sighed and continued to look around, you looked like a crazy women looking for her head.

You darted to a room and peeked your head near the window, your stomach fluttered when you saw him. He was putting things into a suitcase. He took off his black gloves and put them inside a case.

You slowly turned the door knob and the door opened. You quietly pushed open the door he almost didn't notice you. Albert turned his head and raised his eyebrows and little surprised to see a patient find him

He cleared his throat and fixed his hat "why hello? Do you need anything?" Albert asked in a smooth tone as he walked closer to you. He raised his hand and tucked a strand of hair behind you ear "or perhaps you were looking for this?" He smiled and pulled a coin out. He backed up and gave it to you.

You inhaled deeply and your heart thumped faster. You felt your knees go weak and your head ache. "I... uhm.." you stuttered before blurting out your name. He nodded a little and repeated it. The way it rolled off his tongue made you want to crawl inside of him and live in his ribs

"Thats a nice name, you already know but im the amazing Albert" he took his hat off and bowed. His long hair flowing to the front of his head before he stood straight again and placed his hat on

"I know.. i.. I really like your shows" you mumbled and played with the sleeve of your shirt. "There really entertaining. You're really entertaining" you added

He let out a chuckle and turned away. He pulled out a rose from the suitcase and handed it to you. "For you"

Your eyes flickered to the rose and then at him. "Me?" You whispered before picking up the rose with a slight hesitation. You stared at the rose and gripped it. "Thank you" you smiled

"A beautiful rose for a beautiful girl" albert nodded. He closed his suitcase and fixed his hat. "I have to go" he cleared his throat clearly a bit exhausted but trying to be kind.

You began to tear up. How would you let him go, you couldnt. "No!" You pushed him to the table. He gasped a little from the shock. He cursed a little as his hand got cut from the broken glass jar behind him. He hissed in pain and the rest of the jar fell onto the floor. The glass shattered and you took a step back.

You muttered apologies and shook your head. Albert inhaled sharply and quickly grabbed your shoulder. He pushed you into the wall

"I should fucking snap your neck for what you did to me. Look at my arm. Its covered in fucking blood" he clenched his jaw and lifted up his forearm where the blood was dripping down his arm.

"I..im sorry" you muttered and sobbed. The tears came out uncontrollably. You wiped away your snot as he watched you cry. You were just a mess. He scoffed and looked around at the dimly lit room.

"Im sorry" you shook your head and grabbed his arm "i..I'll clean it" you sniffled but it didnt stop the liquid that flew out of your eyes

The sobs wracked your body as your vision began to blur. You blinked a couple of times causing them to stream down your cheek. He watched you. You couldnt help but feel that familiar heat pool in your lower body. You gulped slightly and bring his forearm to your mouth.

Your tongue hesitated but you did it anyways. You licked the hot blood. The taste of metal filled your mouth but you didn't care. You swallowed every drop.

Some of the blood got on your face, Ignoring the smear of blood on your cheek, you continued. You licked down to his elbow. He let out a little growl and held you closer to the wall to the point you could feel his bulge pressing against your thigh. You let out a little gasp and moved your hips foward.

He licked the smeared blood off your cheek and then kissed you. His hands trailed down to your hips and kept you in place. You continued to sob but you loved every moment. You kissed him back and he grabbed your jaw with one hand. Albert pulled away and He wiped away the tears

"Dont cry" he whispered and smiled. You were completely mesmerized by him and his smile. You broke down again and hugged him. He rested his head in your hair and sniffed it. He let out a little moan and grinded against you.

Seeing you so vulnerable and crying made him feel amazing and you didnt care. You loved this. You loved how he took care of you.

"Please... I need you" you mumbled and stared at albert with that vulnerable scared expression. He nodded and picked you up. He placed you on the small desk and began to take off your pants. Your face flushed and you looked elsewhere

Albert loved how you looked. You looked like a lost puppy. Needing him, needing his assistance. Albert unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants

"Please.. be careful" you swallowed hard before albert slammed his lips into yours. You tilted your head. It was so intoxicating. It felt so wrong it was beautiful. You bit his lip which grew some blood. He hissed slightly but roughly bit your back. The taste of metal filled both of your mouths.

Albert threw your pants to the floor. He stepped in between your legs and looked at your wet area. He pulled his boxers down and his dick sprung out. It was hard and thick. A little longer than average size but it was really veiny and thick. Albert stroked his cock a little from the sight of you spreading just for him.

"Albert.. we have to be fast. Or we can get caught" you whispered. He ignored you and thought back to when you were crying. He lined up his tip with your entrance before slamming himself into you.

You clamped a hand over your mouth and threw your head back. Tears flowed out of your eyes from the pain. "T-that hurt," you whimpered but he ignored your cries.

He slammed in and out of you. He let out grunts from the tightness of your pussy. He thrusted harder into you and kept his hands on your hips to keep you in place.

You closed your eyes and threw your head back as he continued to slide in you. The pain quickly turned into pleasure and you would let out low moans. You clenched around him causing him to moan to.

You digged your nails into his shoulder. You were both sweaty and disheveled but it looked so good on him. The sound of flesh slapping together filled the air.

You bit your lips and rubbed your clit. Albert growled and slapped your hand away

"Did i say you could touch yourself? I'm in charge." He muttered and pinned your hands above your head. And kept your legs wrapped around him tight. Albert looked at you and his his free hand slipped under your shirt.

He fiddled with your boobs before he pulled your shirt up. He moved your bra and sucked on your nipple. You gasped and tried to thrash but his grip on you was so strong.

Everything he did to you was overwhelming, the pleasure that came from the sex, the pleasure that came from him sucking your boobs. And pleasure from the pain he gave you. It was to much to take. You thrusted your hips foward causing him to moan. The vibration sent shivers down your spine.

"Im so...close" you whimpered. He took this as a hint and began to rub your clit. He thrusted into you faster and harder. Your moans filled the room and it was like heaven on earth for him. It was as if you were an gift. Just for him. Just for him to keep, for he can grab, And torture. After a few more thrust you let yourself go. You arched your back back and let out a pleasure scream.

He took one final thrust and filled you with his seed. He grunted and rested his head on the crook of your neck.

You took fast breaths and fixed your shirt. Albert stood in this position for a few more seconds before he slowly pulled out of you. His cum dripped out of your pussy and onto your butt and the table.

Albert pulled out a handkerchief from his suitcase and cleaned you up. He wiped away all the juices that were on you. He stared at you which left you feeling exposed and vulnerable. Albert muttered something under his breath and cleaned his shaft before throwing it to the floor and pulling his pants up.

You quickly put on you pants and waited for him to say or do something. The silence was awkward and suffocating. You cleared your throat and picked up the rose.

Albert pulled you into a tight embrace. He rested his head on your hair and inhaled your scent. It was so intoxicating and intense. You felt so needy when it came to him

"You believe me right?" You muttered

Albert furrowed his eyebrows and pulled away slightly to look at you. "What?"

You stared at him with those sad eyes "im not crazy. You believe right? Im normal." You replied

He pulled you in tighter and kissed your forehead "I believe you."

You let out a sigh of relief and held onto him. This felt unreal. It felt so wrong but it gave you shivers in the best places ever. Was it love?

"I won't leave you here" Albert muttered and put his hand on your belly. The thought of you carrying his child gave him a Shockwave of thrill and happiness. Thinking of how you looked as he filled you with his cum praised his ego. Even though it wasn't that high anyways

"Dont leave me here" you shook your head and shut your eyes. You inhaled the scent coming off of him, cologne and sweat.

"I'll help you leave. And you can be with me. We can be together...and you'll have my baby" Albert kissed your forehead once more before he wiped off the smeared white face paint off your face. You smiled and nodded.

Was this love? He believed you, that you were sane. Someone understood you. Was this love? Was this the sweet thing you've always wanted.

Was this love? You were just what he wanted. A sad scared and vulnerable girl. You couldnt let him go. He was your treasure. The shoe that's fits

It felt real. To real. It felt beautiful, Albert held onto you as if you would fly away and you loved every moment of it. Being held like this made you feel loved and respected.

"I'll save you from this hell" Albert rubbed your belly once more. You weren't insane. He believed you.

This was love. It felt like it

"I love you"