Chapter Forty One

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The floorboards thumped with each step I took up the stairs and as we got to the top and ventured down the hallway I avoided Amy's room, kicking open one of the guest bedroom doors and making my way over to the bed.

I dumped her onto the covers unceremoniously. Her eyes met mine and I saw her swallow before giving me a shy smile that had my cock twitching.

My mask was still resting on top of my head and I removed her shorts and underwear that were already at her ankles before I placed both hands on either side of her, trapping her there.

I leaned in, my face close to hers. Her eyes searched mine- and my gaze dropped to her lips, seeing her tongue slide over them as her hands clutched at the white comforter in anticipation.

Leaning in a bit closer I could feel her breath fan my face each time she exhaled, our lips mere centimeters apart. I didn't kiss her though, only waited.

When she leaned in I moved back ever so slightly, preventing our lips from ever touching. I did this each time she tried to press her lips against mine and eventually, she let out a small groan.

"Masky..."

This time when she leaned in, her lips met my own. With my lips pressed closed I felt her kiss me, another frustrated groan leaving her lips when she realized I didn't intend to kiss back.

"Masky?" she mumbled again, against my lips and another kiss that I didn't reciprocate had her pulling away to look at me. I only watched her with unblinking eyes and a flat expression. She pushed herself up onto her knees on the bed, bringing her arms over my shoulders and locking her fingers behind my neck as she tilted her head to the side. She was trying to kiss me again.

Cute.

My expression didn't change and she let out a sound of frustration, numerous kisses being peppered over my closed lips.

"Kiss me," she whispered the plea against my mouth and when she got no response her kisses began to extend their reach to my cheeks, forehead, and nose, her hands cupping my face as she started to make cute 'mwah's after each kiss.

Fucking adorable.

Her need for my attention was causing an unspeakable form of aggression to build inside me and in the midst of her peppering kisses over my face, I lifted a hand, grabbing her cheeks with one hand and forcing her to look at me.

She had the audacity to smile.

To my face.

"Do you want to get fucked that badly?" I asked, seeing her smile falter a bit before turning into a pout.

"I just wanted a kiss."

"Do you deserve one?"

I almost smiled at the way she nodded her head, lips puckered from the way I was holding her face in my grasp.

"Lie down then."

She seemed confused but as I let her go she did as she was told, laying on her back while she looked up at me, brows furrowed.

When my hands started to travel up her thighs she bit down on her lower lip, her hands fisting at her sides while she watched me.

My fingertips grazed the hem of her shirt and I slid the fabric up to expose the triangle where her thighs met, then her stomach before finally my eyes met her perfect breasts. Here nipples pebbled when my fingers brushed over them and I grabbed both sensitive nubs between my fingertips, squeezing harshly and watching her arch up from the bed with a whimper.

"Don't move."

She settled while I continued to toy with her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers and squeezing on the soft mounds roughly, leaving red streaks over her skin while she squirmed and pressed her legs together, small whimpers leaving her lips.

Amid heavy breathing, she had her eyes on me and I dipped my head to capture one nipple with my mouth, licking and sucking on it before giving equal attention to the other.

She only stopped squirming once I let go, looking down at her hollowly as I trailed my hands down from her breasts to her quivering stomach and then back to her thighs, spreading them open to see she was gleaming with arousal.

I leaned in again and this time her mouth was open when I kissed her, sliding my tongue inside to taste as she let out a satisfied moan. My hands explored her body, mapping her curves and as my thumb passed over the shallow cut again I stilled.

She never did manage to give me an answer last time.

My teeth caught her lower lip between them and I bit down roughly with a growl before setting her free, a pained sound leaving her lips.

"How'd this happen?"

When she didn't answer immediately, feigning a confused look, I pressed a thumb into her side, my eyes watching hers and daring her to utter a lie.

She cried out, expressing her discomfort as her hands were caught by mine and pinned to the bed when she tried to push me away.

She had the nerve to look at me like I was a monster when it was all her doing. She should have just answered the question.

What's so hard about that?

I continued to press into her skin, reopening the wound.

Inside me, an intense need was growing. I wanted to watch tears spill down her pretty face so I could kiss them away. I wanted to dig even deeper and leave her aching for days afterwards.

"I asked you a question," I hissed, drinking in her pitiful expression. Her brown eyes were spilling over with tears and her lips, now swollen, were trembling.

That look. I could get addicted to it.

"T-the club-" as she spoke I lessened the pressure on her wound, watching blood seep slowly to the surface.

"What club?"

"Afinity," she sucked in a sharp breath, squirming in my hold with her legs now squeezed shut again, "I went w-with Amy and ran into EJ. He didn't recognize me at first."

A likely story.

I hummed in response and caught her face in my grip, rubbing my cheek against hers and feeling her soft skin on mine, "you're not lying to me are you?"

Shaking her head she stuttered out a 'no' and I allowed myself to smile, pressing my lips to hers in a soft kiss to ease her, sliding my tongue inside when she reciprocated by prodding with her own.

Wrapping my arms around her, I pulled her body up against me to feel her shaking and her heart was thudding so hard behind her ribcage that I could feel it against my own chest.

Her desperate need for my attention was like a drug I couldn't get enough of, the more unhinged part of me still craved for her suffering.

If I push her limits, what other sounds could I get her to make?

With her hands now free, she tentatively wrapped her arms around my neck and her tongue slid boldly against mine, saliva mixing.

When my hand grazed her side again she winced against my lips and her tongue retreated. Although her reaction made my cock twitch, I broke the kiss, whispering against her mouth, "you're okay, Baby."

She pressed her lips to mine with a sob and my hands traveled down to grab her ass as I lay her down again, spreading her legs open and settling between them. The heat of her pussy caused my cock to strain angrily against my pants.

I need more.

I broke the kiss so I could give her neck some attention, drawing out moans from her when I licked and sucked on the tender skin there. Her fading lovebites were now covered with fresh ones. My wandering fingers curled under her thighs to feel on her leaking entrance and she gasped sharply, hands gripping my shirt.

"So wet," I announced into her ear.

"Your... fault," her voice shook and a sharp intake of breath followed when two fingers were inserted into her drooling cunt. I spread my fingers apart inside, aiming to stretch her open as I went back to feasting on her neck.

Apart from her moaning and whimpering, the only other sound that stood out was the squelching sound of her pussy being toyed with by my fingers and when I was satisfied with the juices coating my digits and soaking into the sheets, I used my other hand to unbuckle myself.

Springing free, my thick shaft plopped onto the top of her mound and I moved my hips forward and back, rubbing the underside of my throbbing member on the gleaming pearl of her clit.

I tensed at the moan that left her lips and as she bucked her own hips against me, sliding the wetness of her pussy back and forth against my cock, I reached for a pillow and bunched it up under her lower back.

I used a thumb to circle her clit while my index and middle fingers spread her open once she was settled again.

I grabbed her throat then and in the same motion, grasped the base of my cock to press it against her entrance.

Smearing wetness over the head, I started pushing into her, the bulbous tip of my cock now sheathed in warmth; the feeling so good it drew a groan from me.

"Fuuck, that's it."

She looked so hopeless now with my hand around her throat and her face streaked with tears- that I leaned in to kiss her lips, only roughly.

This was no time for pity.

Looking down at her wound I realized the small droplets of blood that had sprung up were already crusting over and I finished sliding myself inside her to the hilt, a garbled sound leaving her lips once I was buried all the way inside.

Pressing down onto her throat I slowly started to move back and forth, pulling back to the point where my cock was almost completely out of her, before surging my hips forward and burying myself inside her once again.

I continued with that same rhythm, slowly pulling out and then thrusting back in with every last inch, filling her- thrust after thrust.

Her moaning was a welcome sound and when she tried using her hands to push at my hips I released her neck and a hand grasped her wrists, pinning them above her head so she had to arch her back, her insides only further accepting my length.

"I won't go easy on you," I gruffed against her lips.

"Y-you're too deep-" she sucked in a breath, the look in her eyes a silent plea, and I grinned, picking up the pace.

"You can take it."

She shook her head with a whimper, fuelling my aggression, "it h-hurts."

"Yeah? You like when it hurts though don't you, Baby?" Her insides rippled around my cock and in turn, I drilled into her deep, stretching her in the most satisfying way.

"Answer me."

Her eyes met mine and I felt my cock twitch, growing inside her.

"I- I love you."

She said it again.

"You love me?"

She gave a nod. Only a nod?

I stilled inside her for a moment, looking into her eyes, "You love me, huh?"

An unsure smile played on her lips before she nodded, eyes heavy-lidded, "y-yes."

"What do you love about me?" I caressed her cheek with the back of my hand, looking down at her in admiration. She was covered in bite marks and hickeys, her lips swollen and red and my fingertips trailed over each mark with care.

"I-I.."

I watched her struggle to come up with a response and after a minute I started to move inside her again, sliding my cock out and then back in with a ferocity that had her whimpering, tears filling her eyes anew while I clenched my jaw tightly.

Well, this is something.

"You don't know why you love me?" My words came out in a harsh growl against her lips and as she moaned from each deep stroke I only aimed to delve deeper.

"M-Masky-"

"Shh," I stilled again, pressing an index finger against her lips, "you don't have to say anything."

Kissing her forehead gently I gave her a wry smile, "I'll just have to remind you."

I dragged my cock out of her hole with a wet plop, slapping it against her clit a few times before slamming back into her again, grasping her hips tightly so I could pull her down on me at the same time.

Fuck.

I watched her face, the way she fisted the sheets in desperation as I fed her my cock, eyes rolling into the back of her head, and I kissed the corner of her lips, "you're close aren't you?"

"Y-yes!"

I kissed her deeply, biting on her lower lip before I pulled out again and positioned her on her side, pulling her back close to my chest. Holding her tightly, I lifted her leg so I could slide into her again.

Having her in this position, one hand under her thigh, spreading her open and with my dick pounding away at her insides, I felt moisture flooding my member and I continued to drill into her, letting her ride out her orgasm as her walls spasmed around me.

She was shaking and I was close too, slamming into her repeatedly as I kissed and sucked on her neck, but I didn't want to stop. Not yet. She was too wet, too warm. My fingers dug into her flesh.

So soft.

"Just a little more, Baby. I'm almost there."

She was gasping, clutching at the sheets and my hands grabbed her face, turning her head so she was forced to look at me.

"Say it again," I groaned, pressing my face against hers, cock still pounding away, "say you love me."

God, that face she's making.

I dug into her more forcefully, watching her parted lips as she let out a moan, "I love you."

"Again."

"I love you-"

"Again!" Deeper now, sloppier. I was having a hard time controlling my thrusts and I wrapped both arms around her, pulling her body to mine to make sure she was getting every last inch of my cock.

"I love you, Timothy."

I usually didn't like hearing my birth name, but on her lips and in this state, the way she said it caused pleasurable chills to travel down my spine. I bit down on her shoulder, hearing her cry out in pain and a few final thrusts had me spilling myself inside her when I tasted blood.

My prey. Caught.

Moments passed with us both regulating our breathing, bodies sizzling in the afterglow of our session until I finally decided to slide out of her slick wetness.

She was still shaking ever so slightly and I turned her to face me, kissing her lips and pulling her body against mine.

She returned the kiss rather weakly, breathing heavily against my own lips and I broke the kiss after a few minutes, looking down at her longingly while my hand trailed abstract patterns over the skin of her thighs.

"Masky?" She was looking down at my hand moving across her thigh in slow strokes.

"Hm?"

"Everything hurts now," she groaned, still not meeting my gaze and a slow, languid smile crossed my features.

"A good reminder don't you think?"

She chewed on her lower lip, looking nowhere in particular and I kissed her forehead, my hand now caressing her backside. She seemed exhausted, her coils sticking to her wet forehead and I could tell she was having a hard time keeping her eyes open as she blinked slowly.

"It's okay, you can rest."

Her hands fisted my shirt tightly and she pressed herself against me in a desperate attempt to keep me there, "but you'll leave."

"I won't leave."

Her eyes met mine, uncertain, "you won't?"

Caressing her cheek lightly, my eyes met hers and a smile played on my lips, "close your eyes or I'll have to stuff you full again."

I almost laughed out loud when she instantly closed her eyes, squeezing them shut with her face scrunched up in the cutest fashion.

Minutes passed as I watched her get settled against me and after a while I picked up my hand that was resting against her thigh and my fingers walked a path up her side as her body rose and fell with each shallow breath she took.

They traveled up unto the curve of her shoulder, passing by the bruised skin with the impression my teeth left behind and then over the myriad of hickeys that decorated her neck.

Their journey ended on her lips as I brushed a thumb over her swollen lower lip and caressed her cheek, watching her brows furrow. Was she asleep yet?

When kissing her soft lips yielded no response, I was careful not to wake her, fingers dancing over her skin lightly in admiration until static began to overtake my vision, a warning that 'he' was nearby.

I knew I didn't have much time but I'd have liked to stick around a bit longer. I pried her fingers from off my shirt and slid out of bed, adjusting my clothes as I watched her sleeping peacefully.

I grabbed the ends of the covers and pulled them up over her sleeping form, tucking her in.

Static interrupted my thoughts again and I grunted to myself, casting her a last glance before exiting the room and heading down the hall to the stairs.

At the bottom I gathered my bag and previously discarded crowbar, seeing Slenderman's lanky shadow appear by the open door that moonlight was streaming in from.

"You're late."

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