Frisky February Day 27
For @slashthedice Frisky February event!
Day 27 (Roleplay) with Jed Olsen (Ghostface)
There was a moment in life when you reached desperation and boredom. These words Jed hated with a passion, only if desperation came from his victims of course and boredom? It drew him mad and anxious.
"Jed? Are you fine?" you asked as you prepared a cup of coffee for your lover who reread the newspaper over and over again, the article that he wrote on the first page. He had this habit to read his articles over and over again. Call him a narcissist but that's what he was.
"I'm fine...Just a little bored I guess." he muttered as he took a sip of the coffee you made.
It was Friday morning and that meant free weekend for the two of you. You came up with some horror movies and maybe pizza to which Jed agreed, but he was still a little dissatisfied.
"When you get off work tonight I will give you a massage to ease some of the tension." you cheekily said looking at Jed with an innocent face.
He looked up at you and smirked, shaking his head, making you frown at him.
"It's just...I've been thinking about spicing things up." he confessed.
You two have been intimate before, but it was all basic sex, maybe a little dirty talk here and there, but that was about it. Jed remembered last week when he was out making another story for the newspaper, gutting a redhead from a coffee shop that after slicing her throat he didn't only felt bloodlust, but that primal arousal as well.
He thought many times how it would be to hunt you down and fuck you raw on the floor, not as Jed Olsen, the reporter of the local newspaper, but rather as the infamous serial killer, Ghostface.
Now, looking at him you raised an eyebrow. You weren't exactly any vanilla either, but you didn't want Jed to view you as some kinky freak.
"Sooo....what do you have in mind?" you asked, taking a sip of your coffee. Jed crossed his arms over his chest, humming in thought.
"How about tonight we play a little game of psycho killer? I know how much you love these horror movies and I thought we make a scene of our own." he proposes.
"Sure. Why not?" you said casually making Jed look at you with a surprised face.
"Really? Are you down for that?" he asked, getting off the chair and walking towards you. You giggled and nodded.
"Sweet! You won't regret it." he whispered and kissed you on the lips.
He walked out to work and you chuckled, he could be such a kid sometimes.
The rest of the day went normally, you finished work early and went to do some groceries, then you took a relaxing bath. Dressing up in some comfy pajamas you took three movies from the shelf, then the phone dinged, signaling that you received a message.
'I have to stay late for work and finish an article. Boss says it will be published tomorrow morning.' -Jed
Great, so that means you will be on your own, drowning yourself in popcorn and chocolate. It happened before and it usually happens when you and Jed want to enjoy some time together.
You put one of the movies on, then went to the kitchen to get the soda, when you phone ringed from the back-pocket of your pajama pants. It read an unknown number, but alas you picked it up.
"Hello?" you asked, while taking two cans of soda from the fridge.
"Hey there. Great night, huh?" a raspy manly voice said, not even recognizing it.
"Who's this? Phone pranks are so over-rated." you said, rolling your eyes and walking back into the living room and sitting down on the couch.
"Oh really? I just wanted to talk. You didn't have to be a bitch about it." the voice said with sarcasm.
"Yeah, well eat me." you snarled only to recieve a dark chuckle.
"Trust me, sweetheart. I could eat you up anytime you want." he said, making you gulp in fear. This guy made you so uncomfortable.
"Listen, asshole. I've got a boyfriend, so why don't you just fuck off." you growled, looking outside from the window.
"I'd rather fuck you, dollface. I'm sure you're boyfriend won't mind. Now, be a sweetheart and close your door. I forgot to lock it." he said, making your eyes widen, your steps taking you to the backdoor only to see it wide open.
"Surprised?" the voice said from the phone.
"Cat got your tongue?"
"We're gonna have so much fun."
With that he hang up, making you back away from the backdoor, only to bump into a wall, well it wasn't a wall, your hands feeling leather.
Turning quickly back your eyes widened as you saw the infamous screaming white mask and black costume.
"G-Ghostface!" you screamed, making the killer chuckle.
"That's my name, sweetheart. Make sure you scream it." he said and pushed you on the chest, making you fall on the floor. Trying to crawl away from him, he caught your ankle, pinning you down, each of his legs on either side of your waist.
He traced your jawline with his knife, tilting his head to the side.
"Lucky me. I didn't knew upclose you could be this gorgeous, so scared." he said with a dark chuckle, making you whimper and squirm only to recieve a groan from the male on top of you.
"Sweetheart, if you keep doing this...there will be no foreplay." he said, as he fumbled with the leather-straps of his pants, your eyes wide open in what was to come.
He easily sliced through your pants and panties, leaving you bare from the waist down. You had tears running down your cheeks, looking away from this monster.
You gasped when you felt his length rub your inner thigh; it felt just so familiar. Before you could beg for him to let you go, a scream tore through your throat as he plugged his shaft inside your heat, a mixture of pain and pleasure coursing in your veins.
"Fuck...so tight." he groaned as he pinned each of your hands beside your head with his leather gloved hands.
You didn't know how much time went by as he rutted into you like an animal in heat, not been gentle in the slightest, his groans meeting your ear along with nasty words.
"Such a good little girl."
"I'm gonna destroy you for any man."
"I bet your boyfriend is dying to know how much you enjoy this."
"Your pussy likes my cock...squeezing around it."
It was pure agony and it hurt your mind, even more, when your mind thoughts when on Jed.
"J-Jed..." you whimpered making Ghostface let out a dark chuckle as he hit you deeper.
"Such a loyal little kitten." he murmured as he gave two powerful thrusts before pulling out, coating your stomach and shirt with jets of hot cum.
Letting out a last whimper you blacked out, closing your eyes.
Ghostface was breathing heavily, then pulled his mask off, no longer the murderous killer, only Jed.
Jed looked down at you, then pulled you into his arms. Maybe he went a little too rough. Still, he couldn't help but feel pride swell up in his chest. Even in the moments of rough fucking by Ghostface you still called onto his real name.
He knew there was a reason for choosing you.
