Welcome Home Michael Myers (Michael Myers x Black Reader Part 2)

Chapter 18

I froze at the dishwasher, spatula clenched in my hand, I forgot all about Laurie being in here. I dropped my spatula in the sink and made a beeline to the living room, where Janet was standing in the doorway. I let out a sigh of relief, I almost forgot that I put a large blanket over her, after tying her up to the lazy boy chair. So now it looked like she was just laying there taking a nap. I put a hand on Janet's shoulder, and she looked at me puzzled, "Laurie has been through a lot Jan, she needs some rest." I said softly, not even realizing the words coming out of my mouth really. She look convinced for a second then confused again, "Why is she here? You never told me you knew her." She asked. I paused for a second, thinking of what to say next, can't really find a full answer. "I promise sweetie, we can talk about it in the morning. But you and Laurie both need rest." I told her again. She stared at Laurie, she was now murmuring something in her sleep, and then back at me. She let out a sigh finally, after thinking for almost a minute. "Alright mom, goodnight." She told me, giving me a kiss on the cheek. I watched as she walked up the stairs and I heard her room door open and close.

"Good." I said softly to myself. I cautiously approached Laurie who was moving a bit in her sleep. I lift the blanket up to check the ropes. I tied her torso to the lazy boy chair and her two arms to the armchair, there's no way she's getting out of this. But just to be sure I checked over her ropes cautiously, I know she won't wake up anytime soon, that stuff I gave her is gonna keep her knocked out at least until 8 in the morning. After I finished checking her ropes thoroughly I covered her back up once again with the blanket. The blanket being thrown back on her made the chair rock a bit, and for a second she looked like a peaceful grandma. But then I realized that she was Michael's sister, and she was also trying to kill him. The memory of her trying to shoot and kill Michael when we were at that trailer park, but mistakenly hitting me instead came to my mind. I still have the scar on my leg, and I know it will never go away, she could've killed him that night- or me if she would've been aiming a little higher.

I had the sudden urge to just strangle her right here and right now, and for a second I finally understood why Michael wanted to kill her so bad. She's getting in the way of us, our family.

But she's also family..

That thought made me freeze in my tracks, I was making my way back upstairs. The whole reason why I wanted to keep her alive is because I want us all to be a family, like the family I never had. It sounds crazy, but there's a lot of things that's crazy so that's okay. I took one last glance at her before making my way upstairs to my bedroom. I turned the shower on in the bathroom and took all of my clothes off. I hadn't changed since I went to Michael house, and also came in contact with that hobo, I really need a shower right now.

My thoughts went to Michael for a second, I don't know if it was a good idea to leave him downstairs alone with Laurie, his arch nemesis. But as soon as the warm water hit my skin I forget, I don't think he'll do anything crazy on his first night at home.

I let the water run over my body, then I grabbed my loofa and lathered it with my lavender body wash. I took in a deep breath, inhaling the sweet smell of lavender as I washed myself. The smell of lavender always calmed me down, right now I'm not as stressed as I was earlier today. Janet knows everything- well almost everything, and she's okay with that. Michael is now home, where he belong, and not locked away like some damn animal. I was drowning so deep into the smell of lavender as I showered that I almost screamed when I felt two large hands wrap around my waist. I stopped myself when I realized who's hands they were, I closed my eyes enjoying his touch, I haven't been touched in so long.

(SMUT WARNING: I'll do my best even though I'm a virgin)

His hands wandered up now squeezing my breast, I moaned softly at his touch, his body was pressed against mine and I could feel his length pressing up against me. The feeling just made me feel wetter than I already was. It's been so long, and I need it so bad. I turned around now facing him and kissed him, I let his tongue explore my mouth enjoying every second of it. I ran my hands through his curly hair as his hands roamed all over my body. The more he touched me the more impatient I started to get, I want him right now, I need him. Without a warning Michael's hand went to my neck as he gently squeezed, he then shoved me up against the shower wall. I looked at him in shock, he's never acted this way with me, but then I smirked, he knows exactly what I want. He stared at me with so much lust in his eyes that I could die and come back to life right there. "Give it to me." I told him, the water now running down my face.

Without a second thought he picked me up by waist and had my back against the shower wall. He slowly entered inside of me, I let out a shaky moan. It's been so long that it took me while to adjust to him, he must've knew that because he entered in slowly and carefully. I now had my hand around the back of his neck squeezing it. He started at a slow and steady pace, he's so large that it was hurt for a minute, but after a while I got used to it. "Please Michael, go faster." I whined, my other hand now clutching his hair. He paused for a second, then he speeded up, thrusting in and out of me at a much faster speed. I let out a cry of pleasure as he hit my spot over and over again. I could hear him softly grunting as he fucked me. The sound of my moans and our skin slapping together filled the bathroom. At this point I didn't care if anyone could hear us, I've waited so long for this, I deserve this.

I could feel myself reaching my peak, my grip tightened on his neck, and I know at this point I was leaving scratches. I let my head fall back as my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

I'm so close... I'm so close...

But before I could finally cum all the pleasure that was inside of me was ripped away leaving me to feel empty once more. I looked at Michael shocked and now glaring, "Michael! Why'd you do that-"

He dropped me back down and spun me around shoving my face up against the shower wall and bending me over, slamming back inside of me, making me let out a surprised yelp. He had one hand on the back of my neck shoving my face into the wall, the other gripping my hip as he pounded me. I let out moans of pleasure now screaming his name, I could feel my walls tightening around his cock, and I could feel his thrust getting sloppier. "Michael! I'm gonna cum! Please don't stop!" I cried out. His thrusts sped up and I finally reached my peak, my mouth was open but nothing was coming out, so much pleasure was feeling my body right now that I was overwhelmed. I could feel my body trembling as I came, and I could feel my juices running down my legs. Michael pulled out of me and let me go, my legs felt like jelly so I couldn't stand, I slid down the shower floor now staring up at him with so much love.

He cut the shower off and picked me up, swinging me over his shoulder. He took me back in my bedroom and laid me down gently, before getting in bed beside me. I cuddled into him, laying my head on his wet chest. I could feel my eyelids getting heavier as we both laid there, the only sound I could hear was his heart beat. "I love you." I murmured before finally falling asleep.

(Sorry if it was bad I try my best for y'all.😭😭 )

When I awoke, I noticed that I had no clothes on, and I was wet, and the bedsheets were damp. Then that's when I remember Michael, and what we did last night in the shower. I smiled to myself, my eyes still closed now thinking about it, I rolled over in bed to embrace him, but it was empty. My eyes flew open, there was nothing but a dent where he was laying. At first I wasn't worried, but then I remembered Laurie, I glanced at the clock on my nightstand- 8:23AM. I jumped out of bed and ran to my dresser grabbing clothes and putting them on. I put on my silk red pajama set and ran out the room. Before going down stairs, I opened Janet's door and peeked inside, I could make out her black curly hair, and her back rising and falling. I closed it quietly and ran downstairs straight to the living room- just in time. Michael was towering over Laurie who was still fast asleep. He was wearing his usual attire, his blue mechanic suit and the mask, and to top it off the gleaming accessory, his knife. It was clenched in his hand so tight that his knuckles were white and his hand was trembling slightly. It looked like he was deciding whether or not to really do it.

He raised the knife, finally making his decision, but before he could stab her, I jumped in front of him, grabbing his arm. "Michael! No!" I said in a very stern voice, like I was scolding a child. I could see his eyes through his mask and they were wide, I slowly lowered his hand and carefully removed the knife from his death grip. He stood there, now looking down at me for an explanation for why I just stopped him from ending the problem in his life. "Look Michael, just not yet. I um- have some things I need to say to her. Let's wait for her to wake up first." I said nervously trying not to stutter. He wasn't staring at me anymore but behind me, I turned around and my eyes met hers. I grinned widely holding my hands up in a welcoming manner, "You're awake!" I said gleefully.

(Sorry the updates are a bit slow, still figuring out the plots of the story as I go, please vote if you liked it I will continue updating.🔪🔪🎃❤️)