Two beautiful creatures (leather face x reader)

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 10 - ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʀᴜɴ

(warnings: sexual assault the first part is going to be seriously uncomfortable I am so sorry y'all but it's for character development, but on a serious note please don't read if you aren't ready, enjoy!~)

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Previously on "Two Beautiful Creatures"

I sighed as I walked into the barn, looking around I saw a few cows and pigs, a few chickens here and there. I looked to find bags of food and such so I started feeding the animals, grabbing hay for the cows. I tossed some hay in the pen and smiled, looking at the female cow I smiled as I rubbed her head softly.

Looking at her with warm eyes, I got a present moo in response."Easy big girl" I chimed. I continued to feed the other animals and finished my chores for the day. walking out of the barn I wiped my forehead as It was starting to get unbearably hot in there.

walking out into the field I looked around and smiled. I headed to the woods a little to try and find some way of peace. but then it hit me. I'm far enough to leave. I could run. I Could take a break and never look back. stopping at the tree line of the woods I looked and smiled as I thought of running. till...I heard a voice. 

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I was looking out to the dense trees in front of me, I knew I could leave, I just knew it. I didn't know why, but I thought if I ran fast enough, I could make it...but something was keeping me from leaving. Something was keeping me planted in the dry grass. Was it the fear of dying? the fear of a steal cold blade cutting my jugular open. 

I grab my gullet tightly and swallow the lump in my throat. The thought alone sent an all too familiar shiver up my spine. Maybe Emily was right, maybe I do belong here with the freaks. It was almost uncanny how easily I was accepting the fact I was going to die here. 

"Hey, there is the little piggy~," Called out a familiar voice, snapping my head around I saw of course. Hoyt. "god you look good," Hoyt says with a sinister chuckle. I felt a cold shiver run down my spine, even in the summer heat I felt my body grow cold. I turned around slowly. looking at Hoyt with soft, but fear-filled eyes. Hoyt was holding a long rifle shotgun. Once he saw my face it's like he got an immediate boner from the fear in my eyes. God, he was such a pig.
"You think you're going anywhere?" He asked with a smirk.

Walking up to me he licked his dry lips and smiled. "A pig like you ain't got no reason to leave, you are better off staying here...with the family..." He chuckled. Once he got within walking distance of me, I shuddered. he gently ran his hand down my back, his fingers going over every curve and fold of my back. I bit down on the side of my cheek as I felt his fingernails run over the creases on my skin and roll.

I jumped away almost instinctively. "ugh..." I whimpered to myself as I looked away from Hoyt as he continued to move his hands over my body, I didn't fight, in fear of being shot or hurt in some way. God, I was drier than the hot Texas air, even when this was mentally scarring enough I rather live with the trauma than be dead. "I love a woman with some meat on her bones," Hoyt said in a piss-poor husky voice. I felt bile rise in my throat. Hoyt chuckled as he kissed my exposed shoulder his hand resting on my hip gently rubbing and squeezing. 

"Good luck leaving anytime soon. I haven't had my fill with you yet...besides the families gotta eat." He mumbled, backing away and finally gently tapping my ass. I flinched a little. "Come on now, the animals need their fill and you are gonna help with dinner!" Hoyt laughed before he slung his gun on his shoulder and walked back towards the house. I followed behind him.