Certainly Fucked You Up and Made You Have Sex With A Psychopath (Silence x Reader)
Silence breaks in to have some fun with you, but they quickly realize how much you're enjoying this.
18 + MINORS DNI
word count: 2.3k
amab silence x amab reader || smut || first person reader pov
content warnings: breaking in, dubcon, smut, choking, breath play.
no beta or editing we die like men (i'm also afab idk what amab anatomy or sex is like give me a little break)
also on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47162284
My front door was open when I woke up.
I didn’t know what to think of it. I knew I had locked it the night before, yet as I stared at it I began to doubt myself. It didn’t close right sometimes, but I was certain it was closed when I had locked it. Convincing myself it was some weird, natural occurrence, I closed and locked it before searching every shadow of my apartment. Finding nothing, I tried to let it drop as I went about my day. However, the feeling of being watched lingered with me through the day. Every time I turned around, I felt like I’d find someone watching me. But there was never anything there. The feeling heightened to paranoia as night came. I triple checked all my locks, now on the verge of a panic. I kept seeing something outside my windows, though when I turned they were never really there. Finally, I was reassured enough that I made my way to my bed, curling up into a ball and falling into a light sleep.
I woke up to them standing over me. At the foot of my bed was a figure, clad in shadows from the little light in the room. The moonlight allowed me to make out some details, but even then there wasn’t much to see. They wore a black trench coat, pants, and gloves. Almost everything they wore was black except for their mask. A silence mask, it has an X over one eye and a line across the other. The mask mouth had lines drawn across like stitches. They stared down at me, head cocked to one side. I was frozen in place, unsure of what to do. They hadn’t advanced on me, just simply stared. Fear and confusion flooded my brain. How the fuck did they get in? Neither of us moved, both just keeping eye contact with each other. A minute passed before they moved, and they crept closer to me. Their movement snapped me out of my shock and I flew towards the door. I felt them swipe for me as I threw the door open. Not daring to look back, I stumbled out of my bedroom and towards the front door. But I wasn’t fast enough. Before I knew it, I was pinned to the ground. Silence was on top of me, the blank eyes of the mask staring straight through me. I tried struggling, I tried to get out of their grasp, but I couldn’t. I was stuck. I was trapped. The figure stared at me for awhile, seeming to take in my features while they held me down. I let them look, knowing that I would probably escape if I just went along with what they were doing. One of their hands made its way to my face, gently gripping my chin and moving my head side to side. Another moment passed before they released my face, their free hand now trailing down my body. I shuttered under their touch, trying to pull away as much as I could. They held me firmly in place, not allowing me much movement.
“Please, what do you want?” I cried out, still struggling and trying to fight my way out of their grasp. Their free hand gripped my hip. Their fingers dung in harshly, sure to leave bruises. That is, if I got out of this alive. I looked my attacker over, seeing if I could see anything of note. They wore all black and covered every bit of skin. I whined softly. “Please…”
The Silence leaned closer to me, their face up close to mine. My breath caught as they stared at me, a fucked up mixture of fear and arousal growing in my chest. One last time, I tried to escape their grasp. And, once again, they held me firmly in place. They dropped their hips on mine, what I assumed to be more weight in holding me down. However, I quickly realized I was wrong when I felt something poke at me from their pants. My eyes widened, and a breathy chuckle sounded from behind their mask. They began to grind their hips on me, the fingers wrapped around my wrists tightening their grip. I fought back a moan, trying to convince the masked stranger I wasn’t into this. But as they continued to grind and I watched their dick harden in their pants, I knew my reaction wouldn’t change anything. I let a soft moan slip from my lips, feeling my own cock harden from the sensations. I had always found the Silence hot, and now I couldn’t fight back those thoughts any longer. Rolling my hips, I grinded back against them. The hand that held my wrists trailed down my face to my neck, squeezing hard. I felt the blood flow and air flow cut off, creating a sense of euphoria. Whining out softly, my hands moved down their body. I pulled them closer, craving the touch and pleasure they were giving me. Their free hand began to tug on my pants, though it was hazy with their hand still around my throat. Finally their hand was removed and I could breath again. My senses came crashing back. I was hyperaware of their body on mine, and their erection pressed against mine. My cock throbbed, arousal building in my body. I needed them, and I began to tug at their clothes to let them know that. I helped them take my clothes off, stripping me down to nothing. I whined, a wordless plead to let me undress them too, They only allowed me to pull their pants down, however, before they brushed my hands off.
“Come on, please, I need you,” I whispered. The fact that they had done so little and had already reduced me down to this point was humiliating, but hot. The Silence’s now unclothed cock rubbed against mine, sending waves of pleasure up my body. A gasp escaped my lips. My hands found place on their back, pulling them ever closer to me. Heavy, labored breathing could be heard from behind their mask as the grinding continued. Precum dripped from both our cocks, our arousals even more obvious than before. Their cock poked at my ass, their grip on my hips was tight. They paused, and I watched them raise a hand.
“L-U-B-E.” I watched as they finger signed the letters, their head cocking slightly to show their intent. I smiled, and they let me stand. They knew I wouldn’t try to escape now. I began to walk off, though I stopped. Taking their hand, I urged them to come with me.
“A bed would be more comfortable, no?” I grinned as we quickly made our way to my bedroom. The lube was barely out of the drawer before Silence was pushing me onto the bed. They were hungry in a lustful way, so fucking desperate for me. The thought made my stomach flutter and my cock throb. Our faces were close, allowing me to place a soft kiss on their mask. They hesitated, before the hand on the back of my head urged me to do more. A few more kisses on the mask then lead to a full make out session with it. Odd, but still hot. Hand trailing down their chest, I wrapped my fingers around their cock. Still making out with the mask, I began to pump their cock. My hands moved slow at first, getting them warmed up before I sped up. Loud breathes once again came from behind the mask. One hand still lingered on the back of my head and the other kept a bruising grip on my hip. I caught my breath and pressed my forehead to theirs as my eyes drifted down to their cock. My hand slowed down to merely teasingly stroking their dick. The hand on the back of my head trailed down my body. Their gloved hand brushed against the sensitive skin. My cock was painfully hard, and it twitched with every touch. I whined and whimpered, mindless begs slipping from my lips. Before I knew it, I was pushed on my back with Silence climbing over me. One of their hands was covered in lube, and had begun to poke at my ass. One finger slid in with ease. With the second finger came a loud moan. My hands flew to the sheets beneath me, gripping on for dear life. Their fingers began to move, pumping in and out of me. I squeezed my eyes closed and held back a particularly loud moan. I felt a third finger slide in as their thrusts sped up. A mumbled string of pleads fell from my lips. It felt good, it felt so good but I needed more. I needed their cock. They knew how badly I needed them, too.
Retracting their fingers from my ass, I felt their cock now on my body. It rubbed teasingly against my ass. Enough lube had been used that it threatened to slip inside me already. Silence leaned forward, their body hovering over mine. One hand was guiding their cock inside of me while the other was resting beside my head. I felt my ass stretch around the, as they pushed their cock inside me. Fuck, they were big. They moved slow, letting me get used to their size. My head fell back against the bed, eyes rolling closed. A loud moan slipped out, their cock hitting my g-spot. Waves of pleasure shot through me. Their hips drew back before snapping forward again. Louder and louder noises came from my throat. Through the pleasure I felt their gloved fingers wrap around my cock. hand pumping my cock, I felt my release grow closer and closer. My words slurred together as I tried to speak, as I tried to warn them. But they understood me, because I felt their hold on my cock disappear. Whining, I bucked my hips. I needed more touch, I needed them again. Their thrusts became slower but still went deep. They were edging me, slowly bringing me to my brink before pausing the pleasure. I muttered some incompressible begs, and that seemed enough to urge them on once more. Their thrusts were even harder, and the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room. They jacked me off hard, and I was quickly brought back to the edge. The warmth in my groin swelled, pulsing through my body as it burst. Cum shot from my cock, leaking all over Silence’s hand. A loud moan escaped with the cum, and my body jolted from the pleasure. The hand around my cock didn’t slow down, and the cock inside me didn’t either. Silence fucked me through my orgasm, causing more moans and cries to pour from my mouth. Soft begs for them to stop or slow down fell from my lips, but we both knew I didn’t actually want that. Their cock was deep inside me, striking me at my core. Every thrust produced another moan. Finally, their fingers released my overstimulated cock and I could breathe again. Their hips didn’t falter, however, and once more I found a knot in my stomach that was about to burst. I squeezed my eyes closed, the pleasure almost becoming too much.
The touch of a leathery hand traced up my stomach and chest. They left teasing touches on my neck before their fingers now wrapped around it. Their grip was loose at first, their hand just lingering on the sensitive skin. Their hips slowed once more as I felt them tighten their grip. With the restriction of blood to my brain, I felt my brain begin to falter and become foggy. I whined softly when their hips stopped completely. They were intent on choking me, though I only realized how intent they were when I felt their palm press against the front of my throat. Pain mixed with the previous pleasure, and I was very quickly out of air. I grabbed their wrist, attempting to pull them away but they wouldn’t budge. I tried to beg, but I didn’t get very far with no air in my lungs. As I started to feel light headed, their cock inside me began to move again. They thrusted hard and deep, being sure to hit my g-spot with every thrust. My mouth fell open, but no noise came out. My mind was fuzzy from all the pleasure and pain and I couldn’t think of anything other than their cock inside of me. Finally, once I was on the verge of passing out, their hand let up. Breath filled my lungs quickly, causing a harsh cough to shoot back out. Silence didn’t move their hand far, though, now pushing my head hard into the bed. My cock twitched before more cum seeped out of it. Another loud, voice cracking moan accompanied my orgasm. And again, Silence continued to fuck me through my orgasm until finally I felt them cum too. With their cock completely inside of me, our hips flush together, I felt them release their warm cum inside of me. A groan came from their mask before the leaned their body down close to mine. Their chest was barely inches from mine, their head in the crook of my neck. They were breathing heavily, their cock still completely inside of me. I also found myself breathing heavy, though my mind was still fuzzy from all the sensations. All I could focus on was one thing, the only thing I needed at the moment.
“More, please.”