Hey!
So I'm not the biggest fan of Michael Langdon, but like I was watching that scene in Apocalypse where he is with Venable at outpost three and testing her ect. And I got the chills and I was like, I dislike this Antichrist but god I wish I was Venable in this scene.
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The room was lit dimly by flickering candles. I felt his hair brush my shoulder, his breath warm on my neck. Michael whispered softly in my ear.
"Take off your dress."
"Excuse me?" I stuttered.
He turned to face me. Those light blue eyes masked well what darkness truely lay within.
"Miss y/n," He spoke, his voice thick with seduction. "I am here to judge those worthy of relocation with me to safety... and that includes a physical examination."
He was thriving off my fear. I nodded, to which he replied with a sly yet provocative "good."
I felt Michael's fingertips graze my neck as he clutched the zip of my dress, unzipping me in a slow, downwards motion. The room was freezing, yet I could still feel the sinister heat radiating off this young man. To my relief, he left the dress draped over my shoulders, maintaining my modesty. I felt the tears welling in my eyes now. Exposing my greatest insecurity made me feel so incredibly vulnerable.
I felt Michael trace the curvature in my spine with his finger.
"Miss y/n," He spoke. "How curious."
Just then the doors of his room slid open, to reveal Ms Mead standing there.
"Miss y/n, you are required, an intruder has been detected."
Michael hastily zipped my dress and let me on my way, but not without whispering something in a menacing tongue to the android standing in the doorway. I knew this was meant for her ears only.
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AHS Imagines
FanfictionREQUESTS ARE OPEN AND WELCOME Imagines and preferences (x reader) with American Horror Story characters. If you read this, enjoy!! 🥀✨🗡 May also include some friendship preferences as well as romantic. (and of course none of the characters and/or...
