𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐗 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (NSFW)

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I was outside smoking my 4th cigarette of the day, a nasty habit I know but it helps me deal with stress and general anxiety and lately things have been going to hell.

It started out pretty far away. The next town over for the most part but the killings have been getting closer and it makes me increasingly nervous, after all it's supposed to be the infamous Jeff the killer.
I let out a shiver and pull my hoodie close to me finishing the last few drags of my cig before putting it out shortly after. I'm about to get up and head inside until I hear a rustling in the trees a few feet away from my apartment. The building is placed somewhat in the woods but not too deep so it's odd to hear anything other than a small squirrel doing it's thing in a tree or a bird flying by.
The rustling continues, getting closer. I don't know what it is but it sounds much bigger than any animal I've EVER heard. Suddenly a 6 foot tall man steps out of the trees holding his side, covered in blood. He stumbles towards me in a daze, probably from blood loss until he finally falls over. Out of instinct I try to catch him to the best of my ability but hes quite a bit taller than me so I have to drag him into the house as apposed to carrying him.
I put the man on my couch not knowing where else to keep him and head to my bathroom in hopes to find something to help him. Then I notice who he is.

"He's Jeff the goddamn killer what are you doing, if you help him you could very well be his next victim" you think to yourself while you continue searching for medical supplies so he doesn't bleed out in your house.

A few minutes later I approach him, getting on my knees and pulling his hoodie up to his chest so I could get to work on fixing the killer. I wipe the blood away and grab gauze as well as something to wrap around him to hold it in place until I realize upon completely cleaning him.

He isn't wounded.

The killer chuckles opening his eyes and fixating them on me. "You fell for it you fucking idiot". He lunges at me with murder in his eyes as a serial killer normally would. He choke slams me into the ground "it's a shame" he sighs dramatically, loosening his grip ever so slightly. "I would have loved for you to have those pretty little hands on me just a little longer but you had to go and figure it out so quickly that I wasn't hurt at all". He forces me to flip over, his hand on my lower back.
My thoughts start racing. Is he going to kill me? What is he doing? Why did he flip me over?
I'm snapped out of my thoughts when I feel something cold on my bare skin.

"Huh?!"

I start trying to get away thinking he was going to cut me in half. "Stop moving my dear you'll mess up my work" Jeff coos lovingly. "What work?!" I panic. "I'm simply marking my territory hun I'm not interested in killing you just yet". And with that he starts carving into my lower back.
I scream out in pain, tears streaming down my face while he continues. "PLEASE STOP" I plead hoping he has just a sliver of humanity left in him and maybe just maybe he'll leave me be.
"You begging just makes me want to carve deeper" he smiles like a madman "so please, keep going. Beg like the pathetic bitch you are" he continues carefully making deep cuts into me while I sob and claw at the floor. "Good boy, you're doing so well for me. I'm almost done" he kisses my upper back while I continue crying.
He finally finishes and starts licking the blood away causing me to whimper quietly in a daze. Fuck I don't know if it's the blood loss or what but this is starting to feel kinda good. While he's licking my wounds I quietly moan in pleasure. "What was that love?"
Fuck. He heard me didn't he.
"Hmm must have been nothing" he slyly shrugs going back to licking the blood up much more sensually than before. I start letting out louder moans, getting hard from the interaction. What the fuck is happening right now? I didn't even think I was into stuff like this. Jeff takes notice and teasingly touches my inner thigh "you wouldn't be enjoying this, would you?" He smirks. "No, now let me go" I hiss, face red. He laughs "I think you were judging by those slutty sounds you were trying so desperately not to make".
"Regardless we'll have to pick up where we left off in a few days, the big man's got a mission for me and I'll be out for a while so do me a favor and don't go running to the cops. Okay my love?" He roughly grabs my face and gives me a kiss before picking his knife back up and jumping out the window into the night.

I try to make sense of tonight but I just can't so instead decide to clean myself and the room up since Jeff
wrecked it. I walk back to the bathroom, first aid kit in hand. I get a cloth and soak it in peroxide rubbing my lover back in the mirror while hissing in pain. Once all the remaining blood was gone I could make out the words he carved into me.

Property of Jeff

"Well THAT'S gonna leave a scar" I sigh in frustration, wrapping myself in gauze. Once I'm done in the bathroom I take some pain killers and head to bed.

"I'll clean tomorrow" I say to myself.
And who is 'the big man' I think to myself before dozing off.