Playing with my food. (Horror sans X Reader)

Bedtime~

Hi. So umm, for everyone who didn't know, the book recently hit a thousand votes. I just wanted to throw a huge shout out to everyone who's supported this book, really fast because the ending note will be very very full of my gratitude.

Anyways, as promised, you get a chapter of premium hand written first time ever typed by this innocent author, not safe for work. Or nsfw. However, I'll write two versions for the people who don't exactly fancy that kinda stuff.

Also, I know it's a copy paste of the last one but I mean... I can't be expected to do much different c'mon... I'm already sticking my neck out here...

This one is the unsafe version. Expect smut... and badly written smut at that...and umm didn't know what you guys like so... no kinks included... sorry... Q-O also didn't really have any of my own to put in so uhh... I apologize... 

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Horror leads you out the kitchen and past the up front room. Lust says something you don't catch, but you hear Reaper agree, and blush quietly. There's no telling what they're talking about.

"Hey." Horror whispers, leading you up the stairs which have never been so tall before. "Don't pay them any heed."

"O-k." You reply, butterflies fluttering in your stomach and tickling the linings of it. You're near faint with excitement, but Horror keeps you walking. "I won't."

Horror leads you to his room and kicks the door closed as you enter. He gives you a light nudge towards his bed and you sit down on it, hearing the lock of the door click into place. Lust and Reaper won't be able to barge in again.

"Now then," Horror coos, approaching the bed. Your face burns a bright red. He's not even touching you yet. "Let's get back to it huh?"

Horror slides onto the bed and cups your warm cheek in his hand. He looks oddly smug for some reason, so you glare at him and scrutinize the crimson growing on his own cheekbones.

"C'mon Cupcake," He purrs, all too innocent. "I'll let you make the first move."

You want to punch him now, but the butterflies fan the flames of your mushy rage. Horror's smooth expression is irritating, but you try not to hesitate when you slowly lean forward, pressing your lips to his teeth in a soft and gentle manner, before pulling away.

"Is that it?" Horror chuckles, and you nod silently. Your face is much too hot for you to focus, and Horror cups the back of your head and smiles at you. "I guess it's my turn then."

Horror closes the gap between your faces in an instant. In a near suffocating action, you two are kissing in a manner that is not at all dissatisfying. You gingerly wrap your arms around him with the last of your will, partially lost in the powerful sensation attacking your mouth. There is no more relent between the two of you.

After a good few moments, Horror pulls away from you, leaving you gasping for air. That not only intense but also pleasing. You think you could go for a bit more though, it was surprisingly draining.

"Up for round two?" Horror teases, cheeky and playful. "I could go all night for you, Cupcake."

"I-I don't think I could." You murmur, giving one last huff of recovery. "But just a little more would be nice."

"More then." Horror hums, bony fingers playing with your hair. "Glad you're enjoying my company~."

You're not able to reply before those mischievous teeth, and maybe a tongue, abuse your mouth again. Horror shamelessly infiltrates your mouth as you go weak from the pleasure. Your firm grip around him begins to slacken.