Summary: Jason had been paranoid all night so to take his mind off things you decide to help him out in other ways.
The night was quiet, bugs could be heard loud and clear through the dead of the night, and whenever there was another sound, whether it be a twig breaking or the wind howling, Jason would instantly perk up and rush outside. His machete never left his hand tonight, and you were starting to get worried.
Jason finally returned to the shared cabin after checking the camp for any trespassers, his hasty yet near-silent actions were enough proof to show you that he was stressed. "Jason, is everything alright?" You asked the frantic man. He nodded his head and sat back down on the couch facing the door. The same couch you had woken up to him sitting on several times. "Are you sure? What's got, you so worked up today?" You questioned as you approached him. To no surprise, you got no reply, but that didn't stop you.
Your hands found their way to his arms, caressing lightly as you felt how tense he was. A sigh could be heard from behind the infamous mask as he hesitantly relaxed under your grip. "You don't have to worry. No one's coming." You reassured. "Yet." You whispered shortly after. Jason quickly reacted as he rushed to stand up and face you, his head tilted to the side. "Jason-" Without being able to finish what you were saying, you watched as Jason once again left the cabin.
You let out a scoff as you threw yourself onto the bed ."No one's coming at all at this rate." You mumbled out loud.
Ideas ran through your mind until you finally came up with something. Slowly, you removed your clothes, starting with your shirt before slipping out of your pants.
Laying in your undergarments, you could feel the cool breeze of the winter night hug your warm body. It was a delightful combination of hot and cold.
A book from the nightstand found itself in your hands as you lay on the bed, humming softly. Any minute now, Jason would return, and if he wasn't going to focus on you, you would give him a reason too.
Jason's footsteps couldn't be heard, but the sound of the door shutting softly indicated to you that he had returned. There was a gasp, and suddenly he was standing on the bed beside you.
Staring down at you with confusion, Jason gestured to your body. "It's a bit warm in here, don't you think?" Jason shook his head before gathering your discarded clothes off the ground and dropping them onto you. "I don't want them." You pushed them aside.
Jason softly grabbed you as he attempted to put your clothes back for you. You wiggled out of his grasp and tried to run away, only to be pulled back. His arm was wrapped tightly around your waist as he grabbed your pants.
Being pushed up against him like you were, you could feel every bit of him. His warmth surrounded you like a protective blanket and his muscles made you feel safe, but the one part that stood out the most was pressed directly against your lower back.
You reached around to press against his length. Jason parted away from you as he felt your hand against his private area. He was embarrassed that you had noticed. Without any second thoughts Jason went to leave, but you bet him to it.
Standing in front of the door in your underwear as you stared up at Jason, he couldnât help but feel a certain way. His gaze seemed to be looking through your almost naked form. âYou donât have to keep running away. Itâs just me and you here, Jason.â The way his name rolled off your tongue made Jason feel lightheaded.
You slowly lifted your hands up and placed them on Jasonâs hips. You trailed your hands up his stomach all the way to his chest where they rest. You get on your tip toes as you gently kiss his mask where his lips would be.
Jason could almost be mistaken for a rock if it werenât for the obvious as he stood completely still. âYou can touch me Jason, Iâm all yours.â You whispered.
Jason still didnât make any moves as he was frozen in place. You decided to help him out but grabbing his hand and placing it on your own hips. âYour going to have to move if you want something to happen. If you donât just back away.â You gave him a second to make up his mind and smiled as you saw he lifted his other hand to your back.
He was mesmerized as he stared down at you, unsure of what his next move was. Jason watched with hooded eyes as you teasingly unclipped your bra.
This wasnât the first time Jason and you had been intimate, but every time it does happen Jason canât help himself but feel worried every time.
You guided Jason back over to the bed before encouraging him to sit down. Following this, you got onto your knees and put your hands on the waistband of Jasonâs pants.
Your eyes locked with Jason as you undid his pants. Jason could barely think straight, every time you touched him he felt a rush of excitement and with every touch it was more than what he felt the entire time he lived before meeting you.
Meeting you had brought him to light of a whole new world of feelings and every time he felt these things he was always unsure of how to react.
Once his pants were loose you slipped your hand inside and were immediately met with hot yet scarred flesh and suddenly Jasonâs breathing got heavier.
You pulled out Jasonâs cock revealing the size of him. Biting your lip as your hand wrapped around his shaft. You couldnât help yourself as you leaned forward and lick at the tip, precum slipping down his length as you did so.
The moan you let made Jason ball his fists against the sheet, his hips jutting up.
Coating your hand with Jasonâs precum allowed your hand to move more smoothly as you teasingly jerked his hard cock.
You let out another moan as you watched more precum dribble out.
Your breathing was heavy as you felt yourself grow more aroused every time Jason would let out a breathy whine.
Your tongue trailed from the bottom of his shaft to the tip, his cock twitching and legs tending as you did so. âYou liked that, huh?â You giggled.
Jason eagerly nodded as he placed his hand on the back of your head, lightly nudging your head closer.
Not wanting to keep him waiting, you place his tip in your mouth tasting the salty pre cum you had been mouthwatering over. Your tongue swirled around his burning tip before you took him further into your mouth.
Jason with every ounce of his body wished desperately that he could talk and say what wonders you were doing to him. He wasnât even sure if he could talk even if he had the opportunity to. Your mouth warmly hugging his cock distracted his mind and he could barely think straight. He couldnât even stop himself from thrusting into your mouth as he felt you take him further.
The sound of your gags turned him on beyond the arousal he was feeling, but the guilt over took it as he believed he was hurting you. His hand pushed your head away when he heard you make the sound again. âWhat happened?â Your voice raspy.
Jason stared at your puffy lips and watery eyes, you looked so pretty even though you looked messed up. He didnât know how to tell you that he was worried that he hurt you so instead he looked at you with sadness in his eyes. âDid I hurt you?â He shook his head and pointed to you. âYou hurt me?â His nodded his head with shame. âJason, you didnât hurt me. I liked it actually, a lot.â You replied. âIt feel nice knowing that Iâm making you feel good.â
You smiled up at him and it was like he fell in love all over again. âCan I continue?â Jason was eager to nod his head, wanting desperately to feel the euphoria he felt before. âPlease, be as rough as you like. I feel just as good as you.â
Going back to the same pace you kept last time, you allowed Jason to fit further into your mouth until your nose hit his pelvis. You kept him there for a few seconds before coming up to breath and using your hands replace your mouth while you gathered yourself.
Jason thrusted up into your hands as he chased for the pleasurable feeling. He tried to control himself as he you took his cock back in your mouth but he could help it. His thrust were sharp as he reached to push himself further.
You were no longer moving as you let Jason take over. Your hand going down to rub your clit.
Jason felt the vibration of your moans that made his knees feel weak as he fucked your mouth.
You both chased your climaxes as you got closer. Your hand was moving at a fast speed as you hopped to cum at the same time Jason would.
The consistent twitching in your mouth indicated to you that Jason was on the edge and your hand sped up.
Rubbing furiously at your clit as Jason fucked into your mouth was all the both of you needed.
Jason stilled as he felt himself release his load down your throat causing you to gag and choke on your moans.
Your hand stilled rubbed roughly as you came wanting ride out the experience before you slowed to a stop.
You still let out quiet moans as you pulled away from Jason and swallowed his cum that coated your mouth.
âThis could happen more often if you focused more on me instead of trying to hunt invisible people.â You told Jason as you stood on shaky legs and placed a kiss on his mask. âI bet youâd like that, wouldnât you?â
I really like your writing! Would you be able to write something with a s/o who almost dies when a potential victim fights back? Like getting stabbed or almost drowning? Can be just Jason Voorhees and whoever else you want honestly you are doing great work
s/o almost dies when a victim fights back - Jason Voorhees scenario
I decided to make this one in scenario, since you didn't specify if you wanted a headcanon, a one-shot... I hope you enjoy, It's not one of the best, I made it very sleepy and fast, but I hope it's good enough! And thank you so much for appreciating my work! <3
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Everything happened so fast. That woman was the only and last one who managed to survive the massacre and in the blink of an eye she had already found the car keys to escape, you couldn't let that happen. There was a chance Jason would get to her in time, but you were right in front of the woman, you just needed to hold her long enough. You couldn't be so useless that you couldn't hold out for two seconds...or you could.
A scream, a scream of agony coming from you echoed through the forest. Jason recognized very well that it was your voice and even without understanding what was happening, his whole body was filled with anger and fear, he knew that something had happened, he felt that something was going to happen. It's never taken this long for a massacre to end, he told you to stay inside the cabin and not leave until it's over. Why are you so stubborn?
What happened was that in an attempt to grab the woman, she pushed you into the lake in fear, and when your nails grabbed the woman's arms for help, she shoved the car keys into your arm, causing a huge wound. that made you scream in pain. You've never been a big fan of lakes, so you never cared enough to learn to swim, but now, it was your biggest mistake. With your arm throbbing with pain, you didn't have half the strength you would need to get out of the lake, you were drowning. When Jason arrived, he found himself at a crossroads, the victim running to one side and your little fingers disappearing into the water, sinking. His instinct was to run to you. He couldn't let history repeat itself, he wasn't going to let that happened. You could almost feel what Jason felt on his dying day. Trying to scream and in despair, there was no more air in your lungs and your interior was entering water and more water, everything was getting dark until you felt strong arms holding around your waist. Strong, protective arms, which with one of them held your waist and with the other, your thighs, taking your body to the ground. Jason puts a hand on your cheek and before he can think you shiver and spit water all over the green. You're alive, not okay, but you're alive and how Jason wanted to hold you and be with you, but he had a victim on the loose, a fucking motherfucker who thinks is smart enough to try to take the most important thing out of him and still get away without a scratch. He left you catching up on the grass as he quickly headed towards the road, where as he got closer and closer, the woman's mumbles for the car to start faster grew louder. But soon Jason caught her by the neck in surprise, and pushed her to the ground.
"Get your fucking hands off of me! Your freak!" The woman was thrashing and screaming, trying to hurt Jason, but in his eyes there was only anger "Keep your shitty nose out of my business." it was the only thing going through Jason's mind, along with the overwhelming desire to smash the woman's head into the ground, and that's what he did. One, two, three... Four, five, six... Black blood with a reddish sheen floods the concrete floor, and soaks Jason's clothes that were already wet with water. He gets up, breathing heavily, and walks back to you, who was recovering, still not believing what had happened, dripping water from your hair. All you noticed was a shadow, filling your reflection. You knew it was Jason by the size, you also knew it was your fault and that he was very angry. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left the cabin..." was all you managed to say, unable to look him in the eye. But Jason walked over and brought you to his lap, where he gave you a hug that said a lot more than words. He was scared, and still in shock, he could have lost you if he hadn't arrived in time. You wrapped your arms around his neck, letting him have a wider view of your injury. Gently, he pulled your arm to analyze, it was quite a bruise. He massages your surroundings and you moan in pain, making him stop what he was doing immediately, putting your arm back on his neck.
Jason pulled his mask up a little, enough to catch you off guard in a kiss, a relieved kiss that grew intense and wetter than it already was. Both bodies glued together, even more so with you sitting in his lap, Jason buried his face in the crook of your neck and sighed. Scaring you, he got up, taking advantage of you on his lap, to grab your thighs and get up with you, without forcing you to make a move. He was going to treat your wounds, and it was clear that even though he was affectionate, he was still angry at you and the victim. All you can do is apologize and let Jason take care of you for the rest of that tense night.