[18+] DBD x Reader (Male reader)

Haunted - Spirit

New game, new realm, possibly a new killer! This place looks like it was a home at one point, though it's pretty decrepit now... Heading inside I felt glass crunch under foot and looked up, noticing a hole in the partition above me. What could've caused that level of damage...? Noticing the stairs tucked away to the side I decided to go take a look, sneaking up them as best I could and making it up to the second floor.

It looked practically untouched up here, I suppose we're not really meant to see it. Walking down the hall a rancid smell started to become noticeable, making my nose wrinkle in disgust. What is that...?

The smell got stronger until I found the door it was emanating from, hesitantly reaching for the handle I turned it.

Locked.

I'm almost glad... Looking to my feet I saw some blood dripping out under the door, I can only assume this is the killer's first victim the entity forgot to clean up or something... Ew... I was about to turn on my heel and leave when the air around me froze, a ghostly sound drifting around me before suddenly I felt myself being grabbed away from the door.

Spinning me around to face them I saw the killer was... Pretty... Her skin was ice cold alongside her breath, and the glass sticking out of her body was morbidly beautiful. She just stared at me for a moment before looking to the door again.

"You... Want to see... Inside..." her voice had an ethereal echo to it, following her gaze to the door I paused. While yes, my curiosity as to the contents of the room was burning... The smell wafting under the door made me reconsider... After getting no response, she unveiled a sword from her hand, slashing the door knob to break the lock.

The moment it started to open the smell became overwhelming and peeking inside it was immediately apparent why. My guess seemed to have been right, an early victim left to rot for eternity. The killer's expression seemed to soften for a moment and I couldn't help but ask who it was.

She only said one word but it made my heart ache for her.

Suddenly the situation became clear to me. The broken glass of the partition, which was lodged in her arm... This wasn't her first victim... She was one of the victims...

Piecing everything together I couldn't help but feel sympathy for the twitching apparition stood next to me, and without a second thought wrapped my arms around her, being careful not to touch any of her slashes.

It seemed to catch her off guard and she tensed up, relaxing a few seconds later and looking to me. I couldn't tell if it was just my own warmth, but it seemed as though her body was heating in the places I had contact with it. Unusual...

The next thing I knew she had phased out of my arms to continue the hunt, so I carefully pulled the door shut and ran back downstairs to find an objective.

Much to my delight I heard the ghostly sound again soon and looked around, hoping to see her appearing nearby. When I didn't see her I was briefly disappointed, until her cold arms plucked me from the generator and threw me over her glassless shoulder carrying me to the house again. I knew better than to struggle and just let her take me, bringing me to a small room at the back of the second floor.

It looked to be a bedroom of some kind and I assumed it was hers, dropping me down onto the bed she phased on top of me and grabbed my hand, placing it over her chest. I felt nothing for a few seconds but then... A very faint, slow pulse. She smiled calmly and moved my other hand to her side, feeling it warm after a few seconds.

Could... My touch be making her feel... Alive? As weird as it sounds that's the only conclusion I could reach, moving my hands around her body and feeling it warm in front of me. Who knew all a vengeful apparition needed was some touching! As I continued to feel her, it seemed as though she was getting more eager and started to guide my hands towards her bandage-clad areas.

Starting at her chest she encouraged me to gently fondle her, gliding my hands over the torn fabric concealing her. Before long I saw her loosen the end of the bandages and I began to unwrap them, hearing her soft etheral breathing quicken as the last of the wraps fell to the bed. Her chest was small, but it was wonderfully soft, my hands instinctively massaging it as a small moan left her lips.

Her hand slid down and began to remove her other set of bandages, feeling a slight blush forming on my cheeks as the wraps got sparser until there was just one left concealing her though it was gone just a moment later. I couldn't help but let my eyes wander across her form, my hands sliding down to her rear and gently encouraging her closer to my face.

She seemed to know what I wanted her to do and shuffled up, pausing when she was only an inch away. Moving my face up to meet her, the coldness felt a little strange against my tongue but her soft gasp let me know she was enjoying it. Before long I was gliding my tongue over everywhere I knew would feel good, and warmth began to sweep across her lower body.

As her soft moans began to become more frequent and unrestrained I knew she was getting close and hastened my motions, focusing my attention on her most sensitive areas. This seemed to send her over the edge, a breathy moan leaving her mouth as mine was doused in her love juices.

She panted quietly as she caught her breath, shifting herself from my face after a few moments to lay down on my body and caress my cheeks affectionately. I touched her face gently and to my surprise it was warm, moving my hand around her skin I noticed all of her felt warm now. She gave me a smile and mumbled "Thank... You..." before burying her face into the crook of my neck and relaxing...

I wouldn't mind staying like this for the rest of our time together~