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Payback (Ghostface[DBD] x Male!reader)

(Mentions of death and use of knives. There is blood, this is a bdsm fic, and there is a lot of both sadism and masochism. Read at your own risk.)

You were a.. very enthusiastic killer in the entity's realm. Even before you were snatched into it, you very much enjoyed what you did for a living, though you had a short temper.

Currently, your patience with the killer Ghostface has snapped.

He had been playing many pranks on you as of recently, and that last time was the final straw.

That's why you are where you are now, sitting on his stomach and choking the shit out of him. You knew for a fact that you couldn't kill the other murderers in this realm. You've tried, but they could still feel pain, and thats all that mattered to you. The taller male pawed at your hand weakly and wheezed. He coughed and tried to get as much air into his lungs as he could. To no avail, you laughed at his struggles and whines of what you had assumed to be pain. Until you sat a little farther back on him and felt his rock-hard boner.

You froze, staring down at him as red slowly creeped onto your face. "You little fuck, you like this dont you?" You growled. Danny didnt say anything, he only started to rock his hips up against you with a choked moan.

A warmth slowly creeped up inside you, and you started to grind back against him, smirking at the louder groans he made. You promptly stood up and stepped on his crotch, making him cry out. "Bet you like that too. Huh? You disgusting little bitch?" You taunted, grinding the sole of your boot against his clothed dick, making him writhe on the floor beneath you, helplessly humping against your boot with whimpers and moans.

You pulled your foot away, much to his distress, and kicked him in the side until he rolled over. He positioned himself with his ass in the air, face down on the ground, and he wiggled his hips at you enticingly.

You grinned, taking out your knife, you pulled his cloak aside, slicing his pants off. You then stabbed his flank, making him scream into his gloved hand. You dug your fingers into the wound, collecting the blood on your digits, and sloppily 'lubing' up his ass with it. He was shaking at this point, you couldnt tell if it was from pain or pleasure anymore, but you didnt care. You prepped him until he was begging you to fuck him, rocking his hips back into your hand.

You gave a quick slice into the skin of his rear, making him yelp and hold back his noises. "I'll fuck you when I feel like it, bitch." You sneered, cricking your fingers into a spot that made Danny keen, and he nodded quietly.

Eventually you let up though, of course only when he was but a few seconds away from cumming. He sobbed at the denial, but you silenced him with a smack to the wound you made. "Shut up, whore." You gruffed, before pushing the head of your cock into him, and he gasped. "Oh g-god.. please... it w-wont fit..~" He whined. In response, you only pushed in further. He shook immensely, thighs trembling as he silently cried into his hand. You eventually pushed yourself into the hilt, groaning in satisfaction.

You decided to have mercy on his pitiful soul, and you let him adjust to the size. He softly rocked his hips back to signal that you could move. So you did. You started up a rough pace, making the Ghostface killer cry out.

After a few more seconds of this, and he practically melted, face pushed into the ground and shaking with every thrust. He came fast, quickly becoming overstimulated, starting to cry again. You scoffed at how pathetic he was, grabbing him by his neck and pulling him up against your chest. "We're not even near done, slut, so buckle up buttercup, cause this is gonna be a long ride.."

-Fin