For Lonely readers willing to marry, worship, and devote their existence to fictional serial killers who would mercilessly rip their lungs out with no second thought. ( I wish someone could go to therapy for me).
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A wise message from Mr. Warden himself.
This wasn't an ideal Valentine's day; not for the average person, that is. It was 9:00pm, meaning most of Valentine's had passed, and your little date wasn't necessarily legall either, being that you were technically harbouring a fugitive.
Every other girl in Valentine Bluffs had gotten to go out and have a dinner date, getting pretty and expensive jewelry or lingerie, but you were forced to stay home today, due to how hard it would be to take a psychotic and cannibalistic killer out on a date.
All the lights in your bedroom had been turned off, leaving nothing but the moon's gorgeous ray to shine through your window, the light aiming specifically at your bed. Harry sat the edge of the bed, his legs spread slightly as he leaned back on his elbows, eyeing you down through his gas mask.
You slowly unzipped the black oversized jacket you were wearing, sliding it off of your shoulders and down your arms, revealing the white lingerie set you wearing, the set being designed with little red hearts. Harry unbuckled his utility belt, unzipping his suit and showing off his stomach. He started to jerk himself off, still watching intently as you showed off your little outfit.
You slowly pulled your underwear down, leaving it just below your hips. you walked over to Harry, teasingly climbing on top of him and in front of his dick, Harry hitting it against your ass. He placed his hands on your hips, gripping them tightly.Harry began to drag his hands up and down the sides of your torso, making his way down to your ass.
He tugged at the line of your underwear, pulling them up to look like a thong. you leaned towards Harry's face, his breathing intensifying as he started to ease himself inside of you. you huffed in anticipation, holding on to the oxygen hose that connected to his mask.
you started to ride him slowly, Harry's somewhat thick thighs supporting your most of your balance.
Harry groaned lowly, letting his head rock back in ecstasy. you grabbed onto his shoulders firmly. Meanwhile, Harry was in his own little headspace. He looked you up and down, admiring everything about you.
The look on your face, the way the outfit looked on you, how it molded to your figure. how your thighs wrapped around his ever so tightly, how you squeezed his shoulders as you felt your release building up, the subtle moans and hitched breathing. this was better than any other Valentine's gift he had ever seen.
this went on for what felt like an eternity, Harry letting out muffled groans of bliss, his hands strapping your hips. Harry's belt began to click loudly, followed by the sound of the bed creaking. You held on to Harry's forearm tightly, Harry staring up at you with loving eyes."Fuck!" you cursed, feeling yourself release while he was still inside of you.
Now it's his turn. Harry turned both of you over, putting you on your stomach. He put both of his hands under you, gripping your stomach as he started to ram into you.
The bed creaked harder and louder, giving you the idea that could possibly break at the speed he was moving. You tucked your lips in, tears running down your face as he railed you.You began to claw at the sheets, squeezing firmly as Harry basically fucked your face into the mattress. You were barely able to breathe, being that he was knocking every inch of air out of you with single thrust.
You moaned in anticipation, feeling him harden inside you. you tried to say his name in attempt to get his attention, but you were incapable of speaking, only able to let out slurred words and muffled cries. You reached back to tap Harry, seeing that talking was no longer an option.
Harry saw that you were in distress, pulling out immediately and cumming all over the once clean sheets. He laid out beside you, placing a warm gloved hand on your face.You let out a breathy laugh, Harry putting his forehead on yours. He pulled you into a hug, placing your head on his chest and putting his chin on the top of your head.
"Wanna take a shower with me in the morning?" "Mm-hm" he hummed, his chest vibrating against you.
I MIGHT HAVE TO DO AN AFTERCARE CHAPTER FOLLOWING THIS
