You were rushing home, thinking to yourself as you tripped over your feet to get home. -fucking damnit, ethyn is gonna kill me- you thought. Why is that? Well you promised him to be hom in two hours. But your boss made you stay for five. And he didn't let you message ethyn. Your doomed. You approached the door and sighed, -remember this is your cannibalistic boyfriend who hasn't been caught yet. Keep your eye out.- you opened the door and walked in. Looking around and placing your bag down.... the lights were off. You strained your ears listening for anything, the only thing you heard was your own anxious breathing.
You walked uo to your shared bedroom, opening the door and walking in. You turned your head and saw something at the corner of your eye. Instantly looking towards the thing, seeing a coat hanger shaking as if something just placed it. You heard scuttling, the door slammed shut. Making you jump. And something grabbed you from behind. You looked up to see his wide crazed eyes staring down at you.
"Your.. Late." His deep, feminine voice echoed through the room "yes ethyn, I'm sorry my boss made me stay late, I couldn't call." You said, trying to calm him down. He placed his lips to your scalp and purred.. or growled... it was hard to tell.. "You... He.. made me wait... I don't like.. waiting.." he said, you could feel his crazed smile widen as malice was laced through his voice. "E-Ethyn..?" You said, scared he'd skin you. You knew better. But it was still a fear. His ice cold hands trailed up your shirt, making you flinch
"Jesus ethyn, it's warm in here and your hands are still cold?"-"it's called poor blood circulation, my little gate keeper~" he purred, placing a kiss on your neck, pulling you to the fluffy bed you both shared "I had such a lively plan for us. [Y/N].." he said sweetly, he moved in front of you, is beanie was missing, so you got to witness his white and red hair, all messy and tangled, all for you to play with.. you ran a hand through his hair, making him whimper and lean in.. he was psychotic.. but treated you like a god... he could never let you go.
"Oh, my puppeteer you do miraculous things to me.." he cooed, gently grabbing the rim of your pants, pulling down. Leaving you in your underwear and stockings, his crazed smile only got wider when he saw you in this state.. horrified, moonlight beaming down on you, breathing heavily from either fear or excitement, he didn't care which it was. One hand gripped your thigh firmly, licking his sharp teeth. You've seen what those could do. But he was so gentle.. rarely left a mark on you. One hand trailed up your shirt, caressing your stomach with his thin, cold fingers.
"My dear conductor.. You keep me from losing reality.. do I do the same for you?" He said, you froze. What? Did he just say? You stammered, not knowing how to respond, he chuckled deeply, his velvety voice vibrating through his throat. Which was placed strategically on your groin. Making you blush madly. "I love it when I say one word. And you can't say anything at all..it's. So." He gripped your hips and pulled you closer to him with vigorous force "CUTE." he said before giggling like a child who did something very. Very naughty.
His tounge slithered out, his eyes staring up at you "Oh, your just so addictive... I think I need another dose~" he said, flashing his teeth with his crazy smile.. this. Was gonna be a long night.
