Cut me up (slasher x reader oneshots)

Obsessed!leatherface x male reader ~ Late nights

Requested by:CelesteClingen
This was originaly requested as a smut so... keep it in mind ^^

You woke up, rubbing your eyes.
It was already dark out there...

The bed slightly lifted with each breath of the person next to you.
You looked over, at the huge pile.
You had to smile to yourself. He looked damn adorable when he fell asleep right after... diner.

Oh yeah... the diner.
Ah, Drayton'll kill you if you don't clean up.

You got up from the bed, your back cracking.
Bubs was still sleeping...
Good.
You put on a shirt that was discarded as soon as you and Bubba went in your room.
You didn't bother with pants.
Leaving the room, you stepped down the stairs, each one creaking under your feet.
The kitchen and dining area was a mess pretty much. Each of the guys packed their shit and left.
With Drayton going to the gas pump, Bubba picking you up and going upstairs, and Nubbins disapearing somewhere.
Probably to gut an armadillo or something of the sorts...

Dinner tonight was pretty good. A little tough, but good enough.
A blonde girl that you dragged in, with promises of quick fuck.
Dumb girl.
You picked up the plates one by one, putting them on the counter.
That could use some cleaning too...
Sometimes it felt that you were the only one keeping the place somewhat clean.

You put plates inside the sink, letting water run.
You turned for the "silver"ware.
Throwing it all in the sink, you began cleaning.

You heard the stairs creak.
"You're awake already?" You turned only slightly, to see if it was really Bubs.
It was.
He stayed quiet as per usual.
You turned to your work.
"You can go back to bed, I can clean up..." You said as soon as you heard Bubba aproach you.
You focused on the plates, before feeling chubby hands slide from behind you, holding you close.
You dried your hand in your shirt, reaching up, to slowly brush through his hair.
He let out a muted peep.
"I'll be up in a sec... we can go for round two if you wanna" You said quietly, returning to the dishes.
Bubba watched as your hands cleaned the plates.
He wanted... he needed more of your touch.
He sighed into your neck, giving you slight shivers.
"I need to do the dishes first love..." You turned, kissing his cheek gently.

You tried dodging the dry face-mask as much as you could, but also tried to accept it as his actual face.
He wanted it to be that way.
And you accepted him for what he was.

Bubba burried his face in your neck, whining quite loudly now.
You sighed, offing the water and turning around.
"What. What's so important?" You asked, resting on the counter.
Bubba looked down, pulling at the end of your shirt.
He let out quiet, needy whines.
Like a pouting child.
"Dishes first, then fun time... okay?" You said, meaning to be definitive.
Bubba only let out a squeal as he looked at you.
Those beady eyes looked at you from under the dry face-mask.
You sighed, leaning foward.

You pushed your lips on Bubba's getting a relieved sigh in response.
You felt his hands slide down your thighs, his body pushing yours to the counter.
He knew how you liked it...
Soon enough he hoisted you up on the counter, still keeping up the kiss.
Your hands went up from his shoulders, wrapping around his neck.
Bub's hands made their way up, under your shirt, feeling all of you.
His hands always shook when he touched you like this...
He was so nervous.
And you loved it.
Your hands went in Bub's hair, pulling. His hands slid down, across your stomach, to your boxers.
You could feel him pull at the hem, asking for entry.

You separated the kiss.
It left him wanting.

"As said before. I'll do the dishes, and come upstairs. Go to bed, wait for me" You said while catching your breath.
You pushed your lover further away, hoping off the counter.
Bubba groaned with displeasure.
"Go, babe. I'll finnish up quick I promise" You winked his way, before he went on, upstairs.

The night went on heated, with you two loosing your breaths a bunch of times.

The next morning, you got yelled at by Drayton because you left some dishes unwashed.
Maybe... you got a little impatient too.

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