Reunited (Michael Myers x Reader)

Dangerous Man

Michael forcefully grabbed your throat and slammed you back into the couch. Finally, he pulled his boxers down and a huge 9 inch shaft sprung out. You gasped at not only the length, but also the girth. Michael slapped the front of your vagina with his penis, then trailed it to your clit, and finally made it to your entrance. He paused to look at you, silently asking for your consent. You looked at him with wide eyes and grinned. This guy may be a psychopathic serial killer with no remorse for anyone, but damn it, he had the biggest heart for you. "Michael... do it" was all he needed to hear. THE Michael Myers, your long lost best friend, and the love of your life, gently inserted his tip inside of you. You were already adjusted to him by his fingers, so you weren't in any pain. He then shoved his entire length into you, making your back arch and your breath hitch as he crashed into your cervix. Michael's grip on your throat tightened as he slowly inched himself out and then pounded back in. He then went faster, picking up his speed. He was mercilessly pounding himself into you without holding back. All that could be heard between your moans and Michael's low grunts was the news reporter on the television reporting Michael's escape. "He is a very dangerous man. Keep all doors and windows locked and do not go outside." Ironic, because that dangerous man was tearing your insides apart, and not with a knife. Michael then paused and pulled out, making you feel empty. He grabbed you and held you up, inserting himself inside of you once again. He started walking to your bedroom, all while using his brawny arms to lift you up and down onto his cock. Your moans could be heard all throughout the hallway. As he got to your bedroom, he threw you onto your bed and climbed on top of you pinning your arms down. He shoved himself into you once again, this time even faster and harder than he was before since he now had more room. One of his hands squeezed your throat while the other one quickly rubbed your clit as he pounded the life out of you. You started to scream at how good it felt to be used like a little fucktoy of his. "Oh god fuck me daddy!" you screamed. Michael slapped you right across the face and his fast breathing could be heard through his mask. He abused your clit even more and picked up his already animalistic pace. He raised his mask up and hunched down to shove his tongue in your mouth, passionately making out with you while you were a moaning mess. You couldn't kiss him back because all you could do is scream your lungs out at all the pleasure you were feeling. You couldn't think. You couldn't breathe. All you could do was moan and scream. "OH MY GOD MICHAEL YES! DON'T FUCKING STOP!" You finally reached your orgasm and Michael just kept pounding into you like you were nothing. As you rode out your orgasm, Michael's thrusts we're still hard, but got sloppy. Before you knew it, he inched back into you one last time before busting his load deep inside of you, groaning loudly in the process. You gasped and exhaled in a chuckle. Michael plopped down on top of you, still inside of you, and nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck. Your sweaty chests stuck together and your way too fast heartbeats collided. You wrapped your arms and legs around Michael and with your legs, shoved him even deeper inside of you while you tried to catch your breath. You lightly scratched his hot and sweaty back and he gently kissed your neck.

You were so grateful that the love of your life was back, and now in your arms.