Slasher Oneshots

Michael Myers (NSFW)

You were on your way home from work, excited to see your boyfriend after a tiring day. "Micheal, I'm home!" you called out after closing the door behind you, you turned around to hang your keys by the door, and when you turned back around you saw Michael's tall figure looming over you. You smiled up at Michael, well more like the latex mask "Do you need something to eat?" you questioned as you walked to the kitchen, grabbing yourself a glass and filling it up with some mango juice. Michael was right behind you, watching your every move. You looked up at him while taking a sip of your drink waiting for a yes or no. He simply nodded his head. "Okay. What do you want? I could make spaghetti or I could make my homemade stew that you always scarf down." you listed dinner ideas while turning around to grab a pot, though as you reached your hand up to grab one Micheal's hand met yours. His rough hand rubbed against your smooth skin, sending shivers all over your skin. "Mikey?" you said as you turned your head to him, all he did was point to you with his pointer finger, this confused you "What do you mean?" your brows furrowed as you tried to search his eyes for words.

"I want you." Michael's voice was raw and scratchy as he barely ever talked. Heat rushed to your cheeks, making you look down in embarrassment. Michael tilted his head as he grabbed both sides of your face, making you look up at him, he was surprisingly gentle whenever he touched you. Michael took one hand off of your face and lifted his mask over his nose, only exposing the bottom half of his face, dark blonde hair scattered around his jaw and upper lip. You felt your legs starting to turn into mush, you always liked when Micheal had a slight bit of stubble, it was extremely sexy. Michael's lips smashed into yours, unlike his hands his lips were soft, though the movements were rough and needy. He really did want you. You kissed him back, your lips intertwined as your hands made his way to his neck. You had to be on your very tip toes due to his monstrous size. Michael's hands started to travel up and down the sides of your body, occasionally squeezing you. You two broke the kiss to get some air. Michael was clearly over the mask since he ripped it off his head, throwing it to the tiled floor. You ran your hands over his muscular chest through his T-shirt. You bit your lip as you slipped your hands under his shirt, feeling his warm skin against your finger tips, this earned you a slight groan of pleasure from Micheal.

Michael then crouched down, grabbing the back of your thighs and lifting you up onto the counter top. Michael kisses you with even more need and desire as his hands kneaded the top of your thighs, making you moan into the kiss. Your lips disconnected as Micheal went down you your neck, leaving marks on your neck along the way. "Micheal, fuck.." you moaned into his shoulder, your hands rubbing his sides and back as you moved your hips back and forth. Your body silently begging for friction. Michael quickly pulled away from your neck and grabbed the bottom of your shirt, tugging it up and over your head. His large hand cupped your clothed breast, squeezing and tugging slightly. You couldn't take any more of this over the fabric touching, it was frustrating you. You unclipped your bra and let it slid off of your shoulders; Michael watched in awe. You grabbed Michael's shirt pulling him closer to you then snaking your hands to the hem of it, pulling it off of him. Your hands traveled over his sculpted torso. Michael closed his eyes as he leaned into your touch, resting his head on your shoulder and breathing into your neck. You tugged at the waistband of the denim pants Michael was wearing, signalling that you wanted to see and feel more. Michael fumbled with his button, quickly pulling his jeans down then quickly moved his hands to your waist. Michael kissed you roughly as he unzipped your work pants, lifting you up slightly so he could pull them off.

You and Michael were now left only in your underwear. Michael grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to the edge of the counter. He then put his hand on your ribcage, pushing you down gently signalling you to lay down. You did as he wanted. You watched as Michael hooked his fingers under the waistband of your underwear, pulling them off of you slowly. The cold air of the house sent shivers up your spine, making you hitch your breath as it touched your bare skin. Michael brought his hand down to your lower stomach, inching closer with his thumb, teasing you. You hummed as he continued to tease you gently. Micheal then slid his fingers into you, causing you to let out a quiet moan. Michael fingered you as he watched your expressions, your brows were furrowed slightly and your eyes closed. You moved your hips as he speed up his pace. You moaned as you got close to climax, Michael saw this and slid his fingers back out of you. "No.." you whimpered as you looked down at Michael "Please just touch me." you begged. Michael titled his head, teasing you, watching your wet cunt beg to be touched. Michael's rough hands then grabbed your legs, forcing you forwards. You gasped as he became more rough. Your ass was now hanging over the edge on the counter, your legs sitting on Michael's hips. Michael tugged his boxers down, his dick sprung up. You watched as desperation filled your senses, making you not think anything except need and desire, you quickly put your head back down as you waited impatiently. Soon you felt the tip press against your entrance, making you chuckle. Then Michael shoved himself inside you quickly, making you moan out in pleasure.

Michael started moving, his sharp hip bones hit your inner thigh. Michael then put your legs on his shoulders, you moaned louder as he quacked his pace, hitting all your places just right. Soon Michael pounded into you "Fuck, Michael! Yes!" you yelled out as your back arched. Michael slowed to move your legs off his shoulders and back around his waist, then picked you up fully, his hands gripped the plump flesh of your ass. You groaned in pleasure as he did. Michael then started walking to your bedroom, still inside you. Michael crawled onto the bed, holding you with his left arm. A man as big as him didn't need much to hold you. Once your back hit the soft fabric of the bedd he started moving again. You wrapped your legs around him, along with you hands around his neck you needed him as close to you as possible. Michael put his face in the crook of your neck as he started pounding into you once again, you could hear the quiet groans and growls of pleasure seep from his lips as he fucked you. You scratched his back, leaving deep red marks on his skin as you moaned loudly. You were right there, ready to climax. "I'm cumming!" you yelped out, this caused Michael to somehow move even faster making you lose your mind. You grasped onto Michael as you moaned in his ear, your whole body shook as he still pounded into you. Soon you felt Michael throb inside you, he was about to come. "Yes, yes Michael." you whispered in his ear, this caused him to moan into your skin. Michael came, the warm substance clung to your insides as he slowly moved in and out of you to ride his high out.

Once he stopped thrusting he pulled out and laid down beside you. He was panting as were you. All you could do was look up at the ceiling as his cum spilled out of you and onto the sheets. Michael soon grabbed you and held you close. the two of you drifted off to sleep together.

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Oh my god. Sorry if this is really bad I haven't wrote smut in a hot minute, but I hope you enjoyed anyways!