Playing with Fire (THOOL Snippet)
A/N: This is a snippet of a series I'm writing about Michael Myers and y/n, the series is called The Horror of Our Love. The title is from the song by Ludo.
cw: Feminization
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You can admit that you have done some stupid things in life, but not as dumb as now. You were playing with fire but you're dating the infamous Shape of Haddonfield so this wasn’t something that you’re new to.
Feeling an impatient tug on your sleeve you look down at the man in mention, you currently had Michael underneath you bent over the kitchen table. ”Yeah, yeah get on with it I know love be patient” you snort removing the long sleeve leaving you fully naked and Michael still in his boxers and mask. He removes it occasionally whenever he seems to be in the mood but judging by the way you can feel him staring at your lips you guess that the mask is going to be gone soon.
It always amazes you when you hear others talk about him, every October you hear people speak in hushed tones to one another warning each other of Michael Myers, The Boogeyman, The Babysitter Killer when here he is sweetly underneath you waiting for whatever you’d give him. And who were you to leave your boy waiting?
Leaning down you began to mouth at his neck where plastic met flesh. Relishing in the sharp intake of breath you bite down hard pulling back only when you taste copper, now your lover was a quiet man but when he finally made sounds you made sure to cherish them such as the moan that just left him.
A hand curls at the nape of your neck before pinching, a sharp hiss leaves you before you pull back to give your love room to do as he pleased. Scarred hands curl at the edge of the mask before it is removed entirely and thrown to the sides, your eyes lock onto a blue and milky white eye before you lean down to kiss the very pink but chapped lips that had created a map on your body not even a couple hours earlier. “Hello my love” you whisper in between kisses your hand coming up to push his curly light brown hair out of his face.
Grinning you began mouthing down his neck to his chest, his legs had wrapped around your waist a while ago with your right hand gripping his hip. Your other hand curled around his chest as you began to bite and suck around his nipples. The sharp exhales from his nose and the feeling of nails on your back tell you that your action is more than welcomed.
You kiss the valley between his breast both hands now on either side of his rib cage as you thumb his nipples occasionally flicking and tugging, a sharp hiss escapes you as his nails raked down your back accompanied by the whimpers and whines of the mammoth of a man beneath you.
“Jeez Michael your chest is so big and sensitive it's like you're a woman” you tease. ‘Guess this makes this your cute pussy '' you say sliding your hands down his boxers and pulling his cheeks apart to reveal the pink hole, you feel his cock twitch from where it was trapped between your stomachs. “And this must be your clit” you declare cupping the bulge in his boxers.
Oh
That got quite an intriguing reaction.
Michael let out the loudest moan you ever heard from him and based on the wetness that's now coating your stomach you can guess that he just came from those teasing words.
You try to pull away slightly to get a good look at him, the keyword is try. His grip on you tightens and his face is hidden in your neck.
Cute
It gave you a rush knowing that this man who comes home to you was this towns most dangerous killer who has terrorized them for years is laying here underneath you coming apart at both your words and touch.
Now you weren’t stupid Michael could snuff out the life in you in the blink of an eye, he has gotten to playful with his knife before and has tried to choke you out when you first started to get to know each together or better known as him deciding he’s your new roommate. But here he was coming from having his cock called a clit, you wanted to ruin this man
