John Kramer imagines (book 2)

okay (large age gap&smut)

It was almost 3am, I was wide awake and my body was on fire, John was asleep beside me, as we shared a bed, but I was beyond horny, I couldn't ignore it anymore. John turned and noticed I was sat up, just staring at the wall tiredly. "What's up, sweetheart?" He asked, as he placed his hand on my thigh. "I just feel like I'm overheating.. it's so fucking hot." I take a deep breath, as he sighed. "Come here." He pulled me back into him, as I felt his hands linger on my hips, "Close your eyes and relax." He whispered, as he moved his fingers inside my panties, I grab his other hand, as I groaned out, "I want to feel you cum on my hand, baby." He grunted, as he curled his fingers inside me, I roll my hips against his hand as I felt so close already, he had no clue what he did to me. "John- oh fuck." I groaned louder as I came hard all over his fingers, he licked them clean, watching me as he pulled me on top of him, I grind down on him, as he grunted. "I'm so damn hard, look what you did to me, Angel." He growled against my ear as I groaned, "Oh my god, you feel so good.." I grip onto his neck as he smacked my ass. "Cum all over me, baby." He pulled his boxers off, as I kiss him, he gripped my hair tightly as he pushed up inside me, I breathe out, as I feel my eyes roll back. "Fuck! John!" I grip onto him tighter as he pounded up into me, pulling me under him as he growled, he went so hard inside me, my thighs were shaking. "Fuck, John!"

"Do you like it when I fuck you, baby girl?" He whispered, as he kissed down my chest, I breathe out, moaning louder as I grip onto his shoulders, "It feels fucking incredible.." I came so hard, as he held onto me tighter, before we both hit our highs. As I breathe heavily, he pulled me back towards him, holding me close as I held his hands. "That was incredible." I felt his lips against my back, as I turn and look over at him. "I love you." He told me, as I frowned. "You- what?" I didn't know what to say, I was a little taken aback. "You love me?" He held onto my waist, as I try and make sense of what he said. "I've always loved you." I turn on the light, as I sat up slightly. "John, where is this coming from?" I didn't understand how he could love me, I never expected anything more from him. "Just- please calm down and let me explain." He watched me, as he pulled his boxers on. "You've been there for me, in a way no one else ever has. You're my best friend, but also someone I know I can count on. I count on you to keep my secret safe." He kissed my forehead. "I've always counted on that." I look over at him, as I smile gently. "I love you too." I whisper, as I hug him tightly, as he held me in his arms, I felt safe. He made me feel safe, I didn't have to rely on anyone else because he had my back, I trusted him. And I knew he would always keep me safe.

The next day, he had gone out and left me alone in the house, I heard some noises down in the basement, so I slowly went down to see two women tied up, covered in blood and crying. My eyes widen, as I realised he had done this. "Shit." I whisper, as I went to help them, "I wouldn't do that if I was you." I heard a voice behind me, a gun cocked as I stopped, I slowly turn and look at John. He didn't react. "What the hell are you doing? Are you going to shoot me?" I stood up slowly, as he smirked. "It wouldn't be too much fun if I just shot you, now would it?" He glanced back, "Back against the wall, and don't try and run. No use." He told me. "Turn around." He grabbed the back of my neck, pushing me back, so I was facing away from him as the women on the ground cried, I knew I had to act fast. "Why are you doing this, John?" I had a knife under my jacket, but I had to be quick. I slide it out as I held it against him, he watched me, "You think a knife scares me, little girl?" He chuckled, I turn and I cut both of the women's throats, as they bled out on the ground, my hands covered in blood, I stand up, as he watched me. "Why did you do that?" He glared. "I did what I had to. I saved them of whatever shit you wanted to put them through." I shove him back against the wall, as I slip on the blood, the knife plunging into my stomach as I lay there, he watched me, as I bled out, he didn't help me. He just stared down at me, as my vision blurred and I passed out.

I woke up, breathing heavily as I realised it was just a bad nightmare, I was soaked in sweat. "Fuck.." I breathe heavily, as John held me close, "Hey, hey what happened?" He held my hand, as I look over at him, "You watched me die.." I whisper, he looked confused. "Baby, what are you talking about?" He frowned, "I fell.. and I was bleeding so much.. and you watched me, as I died.. So much blood.." He just hugged me, but it felt me thinking.

Maybe it wasn't a dream, after all?

(Part 2?💀🌙🤍)