|★|Your Touch is Addicting|★|
(Suggestive?)
You knocked frantically on Wally's door. The male walked up to the door, covered in blood. He looked through a peephole, seeing you on the other side. "Shit-" he breathed quietly before running to the bathroom. Wally couldn't let you see him like this. You'd hate him. He couldn't have that. Sure, he could force you to do whatever. You were the most submissive and gullible beauty he'd ever met. But it wouldn't be the same. He'd much rather have you willingly be with him. Willingly touching him...'Focus, Wally,' he ordered.
Wally quickly washed the blood from his hands, stripping his clothes and 'hiding' them deep in the garbage. He washed off extra blood covering his form with a cloth. Home warped their walls, allowing some simple clothes from his dresser to travel to the bathroom. Wally quickly threw on the nearby clothing, which was a tight white tee shirt and some grey sweatpants. The tight shirt showed his toned chest. All the while he was cursing repetitively. He quickly ran back to the door, sweating a little as he opened it. A soft red tint brushed his cheeks as he suffered slight embarrassment. He was used to wearing better clothing than this, although it was comfortable.
You flinched as he seemed to open the door in a frenzy. The blue-haired man noticed your fearful form almost immediately. He frowned, giving you a sympathetic look. You must've noticed the disappearance of f/n... He thought he'd have a little more time before you noticed their absence. Oh well. This was perfect. You were breaking. You sniffled as Wally pretended not to know what happened while he asked about your crying. "I-It's f/n, they're gone," your voice broke. "Like Howdy...A-and Sally..." Wally cooed at you and led you inside, wrapping his arm around your waist while he guided you to the couch. Home closed the door behind you both.
"I-I was just looking for them at their home, because they hadn't been out for a while, you know?" Wally nodded for you to continue. "-A-And it was a mess! Their was b-blood on the floor and-and I'm so scared Wally. What happened? Where are they! What do we do!" You weeped, covering your face as crystal-like tears fell from your shimmering e/c eyes.
Wally hugged you closely, ignoring the amused creak from Home. Wally whacked f/n over the head and dragged them to his basement in the middle of the night. They had gotten too close to you. And now here he was, comforting you as you sobbed in fear. He lightly pulled your hands away as you hid and cupped your face. "Y/n. Don't worry. I'm sure they're alright. Maybe they're messing with you," he hushed you, wiping tears from your cheeks with his thumbs. "You know how...messed up...their humor is.." Wally mentally scowled, remembering how f/n influenced your innocent mind. That was his job. You gently grabbed his hands, leaning into their warmth as you let your walls crumble. You'd never been this...open before. "W-what if they aren't. Wally, who's doing this?" You whimpered.
Wally felt a shiver go up his spine as you unconsciously leaned slightly closer. It was cold outside after all. And he was warm. "I'm sure they're fine. You can stay overnight here if you're scared," Wally offered. You smiled at the blue-haired male, trapping him in a gentle hug. His breathing quickened. 'So close...'
He could smell your shampoo. Almost moaning in pleasure at your close proximity, Wally hugged back, rubbing soothing circles on your lower back. You sighed in relief, relaxing in his grasp. "Thank you, Wally..."
"You're the best..."
Butterflies fluttered in his stomach. He felt weightless. You slowly pulled away, much to the disappointment of Wally. His sadness was quickly stabbed, however, as you pecked his cheek. "I'm glad to have you..."
Wally flushed. "Ah-I-"
He couldn't hold himself back. His mind was static. His face was hot. You were so w a r m. He grabbed the back of your head, closing the distance between you and him. You squeaked as his lips touched yours in a rough kiss. You hesitated before kissing back. It was unexpected, but who were you to refuse this?
(Spice!)
His tongue slyly slid inside your mouth, surprising you. You gave a muffled whimper as he explored. He tasted like apples. That much was expected. His tongue twirled around yours as the two of you moved in sync. The killer's free hand gently squeezed your thigh, losing more control as he moved forward. His body was hot. He felt like an animal for this, but he loved it. He parted, panting and burying his face in the crook of your neck. Your breath caught in your throat as he gently kissed your neck.
This would be a lovely stay, wouldn't it?
Wally had you at your vulnerable state. He knew killing everyone would work.
Bloopers:
*You were wearing Wally's PJ's since you were too scared to go home and get your own alone.*
*Wally walks into the room.*
Wally: "Oh, y/n. I actually have some of your own night clothes here!"
*He held up some of your clothes...including your underwear.*
You: "Where'd you get those-"
Wally: "AH- UHHHHHhhhhhhhh. That's none of your business?"
You: "WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE??"
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Wally Darling x Reader Oneshots
FanfictionPeople wanna snog a muppet knockoff and so I shall allow it (I don't own Wally Darlin' or any other characters in the welcome home thing, only Y/n who is technically you-)