Mated (Trickster x Reader)

Twelve

warning: mentions of rape, but it's consensual!

also ahem any reliable Korean language translation websites will be helpful. The last thing I want to do is insult someone's mother or say something about ween.

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Your breath shudders out as you hide in the bushes, out of sight. You know who the killer is, but you haven't seen him yet and shift in your spot, trying to blend with the leaves as best as you could. 

Everyone else escaped, leaving you alone with the killer Trickster. 

Your escape is far, you can see the open gate. If you can just make a beeline to the gate while avoiding Trickster you can get out. You rise as you take a step forward and rush to hide behind a tree. 

Your heart starts racing as you smell him getting closer. 

The hair on the back of your neck stands tall as you feel like someone is watching you. A low husky chuckle is heard on your left, making you whip behind you. A hand grasps your neck, causing you to yelp out. 

"Found you," Trickster hums.

His smile spreads sinisterly as he watches you try to escape his grip. "Alright you won," you whimper out. "Just hurry up and kill me already." His eyes scan yours for a second before eyeing your body up and down. "Hm, I don't think so, you caught me at a great time sweetheart." 

That's when a musky smell fills your nose. The overwhelming hormones his body radiated made your body weak. This alpha killer is in a rut, your eyes widen in fear.

He pressed his entire body against yours, trapping you between him and the tree. "N-No stop!" your hands press against his chest in an attempt to shove him away. But he is stronger than you and he laughs at your attempts. He drops his bat, the loud thud echoing. 

He picks you up and pins you to the ground, his hand gripping your thighs and spreading them open. You kick his arm and take this chance to escape, only for him to grab your leg and drag you back.

"You can't escape me," he hums, almost purring. "You're mine."

"N-No please don't!" you pleaded, trying to keep your legs closed. The Trickster grins as he watches you squirm weakly under him. With his other hand, he pries your thighs open, as his hand pins yours above your head.

"Please? Begging for my cock already?" he smirks, his hand gripping your pants. He roughly pulls them off along with your underwear. As he unbuckles his belt you kick him in the shin and run off. You can hear him chuckle mockingly, knowing that your running is leaving trails for him to follow. 

You didn't get far as you feel his body weight collide into your back. He grabs a fist full of your hair, pulling your head back. "Shh, the more you struggle the more turned on I get," he whispers. This causes you to go completely still.

"Please don't hurt me," you pleaded, voice trembling. "Oh, sweetheart I don't want to hurt you, only if you'll be a good girl for me. Will you be a good girl for me?" A tear escapes your eyes as you nod slowly. "Say it," he growled.