Perv! Ghostface! Ethan Landry x Naive Reader
“Oh Ya dumb lil thing…”
WARNING: dub con and blood play
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Around noon, you arranged for Ethan, your absolute best friend, to meet your boyfriend Jesse at Ethan’s house. You and Jesse had been dating for about a month and you’d never been happier!
Atleast, that’s what you told most people. Sometimes Jesse would get really mad and hit you, really hard. You thought it was because you had done something wrong, so you just didn’t say anything.
But Ethan, the ever perceptive person, caught on to it when you flinched when Jesse wrapped his arm around your shoulder.
Wordlessly, he walked up to him and punched him on the jaw. Jesse fell to the ground, hard.
You just stood there, frozen in shock. Lips parted into a gasp as you watched your boyfriend groan in pain.
Snapping out of it, you yelled at Ethan.
“Why would you do that! He didn’t even do anything this time!”
“This is what best friends do baby, they protect each other” he spoke while slowly pulling out a knife.
He moved so fast, you didn’t even see the glimmer of metal in the light. All you heard was Jesse’s first scream. And then a second, and a third, a fourth, a fifth, and so on.
You could hear the knife stabbing him, like a wet scratching sound. You were frozen with fear. Ethan didn’t stop until he was satisfied with the amount of stab wounds Jesse had.
Jesse was long dead after the 4th stab. Ethan laid his dead body against a wall and turned to you with a look in his eyes that scared you.
He looked rabid, like he was going to pounce on you. You were scared you were next.
And you were. He grabbed you and with all of your strength you tried to get away but he was too strong.
“Stop fucking touching me! Let me go!”
He didn’t listen to you, he just lowly whistled as he carried you over to his couch. He dropped you and watched as you crawled as far as possible on the couch and tried to make yourself as small as possible.
He didn’t say anything for a while. He just watched you sit there and think. Eventually, you started crying, which confused Ethan.
Weren’t you happy now that you were safe? He tilted his head, watching you like a confused puppy.
“Why you crying baby?”
“You killed my fucking boyfriend” you screamed as he tried to get closer to you. There was only so much room on this couch. You had to make a run for it.
When Ethan reached to touch you, you kicked him in the gut and ran for the door.
You didn’t make it 3 steps before he had you pulled on his lap. Your back was to his stomach and you were staring directly at your ex boyfriends dead eyes.
You started to sob uncontrollably. You were so so scared. In the midst of your crying, you could feel something poking you. Something hard and long. Was he gonna kill you now?!
“Please please don’t kill me! I thought we were best friends Ethan! I never did anything wrong to you and I just-“
He didn’t let you finish his sentence, he kissed you. It was hard and rushed. You tried to push away from him but he didn’t let you. Dropping his knife, he wrapped his arms around your waist and pushed you closer to him.
You beat your fists against his chest as you tried and tried to get away from him. But it was no use, he was stronger than you. You went slack, letting him finish kissing you. There was nothing you could do anyways.
Ethan smirked into the kiss when he felt you give up. Slowly pushing you to sit on his lap, he licked your lip, asking for permission.
You didn’t realize it but you parted your lips immediately for him. Your body knew what you wanted, your head just couldn’t catch up.
You could feel his tongue exploring your mouth. Every crevice, every bump, everywhere. He had complete control of you
He slowly pulled away from the kiss for air. Your eyes were closed still, and your lips parted and gleaming with saliva.
You tried to lean back in for more, but Ethan leaned away from you, teasing you.
You opened your eyes with a pout and a whine. You wanted him to kiss you again. At this point, you had forgotten about your boyfriend in the haze of the kiss.
“Come on baby, ya gotta tell me what you want.” He smiled at you, flipping the knife over in his hand. He could feel a wet spot forming on his crotch from you.
Fuck, he was so hard. He needed to be in you right now. “I want more! I wanna kiss again.”
God you were adorable. Your lips forming words with a slight out as your eyes formed slight tears. You were still scared, eyeing his knife every so often.
He pulled you back in, and this time you kissed him back with just as much passion and roughness. You were inexperienced, he could tell. Your lips moved like you had no idea what to do.
Ethan slowly made his way down to your neck, leaving kisses in his wake. His lips parted and sucked on the brown skin in between your neck and shoulder.
He licked and sucked as you fidgeted in his lap. It felt so good! He was making you feel so good. You knew this was wrong, for gods sake, he just killed your boyfriend!
You didn’t really want him anyways, you’d always liked Ethan. Ever since that first sleepover you guys had.
“Ethan, please!” You whined as you started grinding on his lap.
“Poor baby, is this not enough?” He said with a mocking pout. He wanted you to work for it. He knew what you wanted, you just had to say it.
“I want more! Please please give me more, I wanna feel good, please please please make me feel good!” You we’re babbling like you weren’t even thinking about your words.
Ethan moved to lay you down on the couch as he picked his knife up once more. He lifted it up to your lips as he eyed you.
“Lick it.”
You didn’t know why, but you did. It tasted metallically and nasty. You licked the blood clean off the knife, just like he wanted.
Once you were done, he slowly trailed the blade down to your neckline of the shirt you had on. It was a cute little pink shirt with a white bow in the middle.
Wordlessly, he looked you in the eyes and cut clean through the fabric of your top. He then trailed it down to your shorts and cut through those too. Now you were just clad in your underwear and bra, all for him.
He trailed his knife down to your thigh, as he thought about what to do next.
And then he got an idea. You could feel the first time the knife peirced your flesh, not deep, only a small cut. He was cutting you, writing something.
You cried out in pain, this hurt so much! You started crying again. You hated how this felt but you loved how Ethan was looking at you right now.
“Such a fucking crybaby, can’t take what I’m giving you without a little bit of pleasure.” You DDINT get a chance to answer as he licked your clit through your underwear.
You whines in pleasure as your back arched up off the couch, lips parted in an “O”. He licked up and circled your clit with his tongue and you could feel the wet fabric rubbing your lips.
You didn’t even realize he had finished cutting you until you looked down at him. He had his knife on your thigh, tip covered in your blood.
His head was in between your thighs, circling your clit through your underwear and thumb teasing your hole, like he was gonna push it in.
But what really caught your attention was the bloody words on your thigh. ‘Ethan’s Bitch’
You could feel yourself getting even wetter as you moaned at the thought of walking around with these words on your thigh.
You were knocked out of your thoughts when ethan pulled his head away. You were about to whine but ethan was already pulling your underwear down and wrapping his lips around your cunt.
You gasped and your head tilted back as you whines and moaned. His lips wrapped around your clit, his left thumb rubbing your lips. He slowly pushed his finger inside you, fingering you slowly as he made you feel good with his tongue.
He looked up at you as your moans got louder and more high pitched. Your head was leaning over the arm of the couch, eyes closed and lips parted in pleasure. Your eyebrows scrunched up like you were confused. Back arching up into the air and hands grasping at the couch for something to ground you.
Fuck, you were a dream! Ethan grabbed the knife and pulled away from your clit. You looked down to see him lick the blood off the tip and slowly make its way towards your clit.
He flipped the knife around so that the handle was facing you. You and him made eye contact as he pushed the handle inside.
Your lips parted as no sound released and your eyes closed again.
But Ethan wasn’t having that. “Look me in the eyes when I fuck you, baby. I wanna see how good I’m making you feel.”
You opened your eyes and looked into his. He looked at you with the most love in his eyes, like you were his idea of heaven.
He thrust it into you as you moaned and your chest rose and feel with each hitching breath. You could feel yourself getting closer and closer to your peak.
Ethan could tell you were about to cum, so he leaned down once more and started to kitten lick your clit.
You didn’t last long after that. You came with a scream and a moan of his name. You spasmed under his touch, like you were being electrocuted.
He licked and fucked you through your high and watched as you went limp. Your thighs gleaming with salvia and blood, your cunt leaking your cum.
You looked up at him after a while and leaned up to his face. You were a little uncertain but you leaned in for a kiss. He kisses you back, of course.
You parted your lips and his tongue slipped him. There was no fight for dominance, you were under his complete control. You were submitting yourself to him. The thought made his cock ache.
He could feel it throbbing in his jeans. Like a reminder of his leaking tip and need to cum.
He pulled away and flipped you around so your back was to his. You were face to face with your boyfriend again. You didn’t care anymore though, you just wanted Ethan to make you feel good.
You could hear him unbuckling his pants and you reached behind you to help him pull his jeans down. You could feel his cock pressing into your ass as he ground up into you.
You leaned your head on his shoulder and kissed him once more. He pulled his cock out his boxers and started stroking himself.
He whimpered into the kiss as he finally got some kind of relief. When you finally realized what he was doing, you wanted to help. You used the hand closest to you to wrap around his cock.
You were giving him a hand job and Ethan was gonna cum soon. Your hand felt so much better than his. It was soft, slight calluses from working, doing something.
Your hand stroked him and you angled it so that when you reached the tip, your palm would run over it and give him more pleasure. It felt right.
Ethan groaned into the kiss, hands shaking behind you. He pulled away as he used his hands to hold him up on the couch as he leaned back and panted. He was close, really fucking close.
His cheeks were pink and his pupils blown. He was no longer groaning anymore. He was whining your name, over and over again. You felt his cock spasm in your hand and you looked down to see it.
8 1/2 inches, red mushroom tip, and god he was thick. Mesmerized, you leaned down to lick the tip, and that was when Ethan came. You felt him arch his back and before you could realize it, he was pushing your head down so you’d be deepthroating him.
You couldn’t breathe, but he didn’t care. He started to fuck your throat as he came. Thick white cum spilling down your throat as he thrust hard and fast into your mouth. You could feel his thigh against your nose and his pelvis against your cheek.
You went limp and let him do what he wanted once more. He rode himself through his high and once he was down, he let you up for air. You gasped and tried to pull in as much air as possible.
He flipped you around again and you felt his cock against your naked back.
“My turn baby, think you can take all of me in that pretty pussy of yours?”