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House of Mirrors!

Pairing: Stalker!Takeomi Akashi x chubby!black reader

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Synopsis: Your stalker played the right cards and was able to get you to himself in the famous House of Mirrors.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚Warning: mind-breaking, spanking, stand and carry position, slight choking, hair pulling, dacryphilia, squirting, Late 30's!Takeomi, mirror sex obvi, pet names (little mouse, baby, good boy), dirty talk, impregnating, edging, Jacob's ladder piercing. Yes, Takeomi has a Jacob's ladder piercing, it fits his character and I said so!

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚WC: 3.7k

The House of Mirrors has been a personal favorite of yours to spend time alone. But only this time, you weren't alone.

Your breath hitched as you extended your hands out in front of you to keep from smacking into the mirrors.

"Little mouse..you better run.." the unfamiliar voice echoes. The mirrors were reflecting the man's appearance, so it was hard to pinpoint his exact location.

"Let's play a game. If I catch you, I fuck you~ Wouldn't that be fun?" He teased, you could hear it in his voice he was smirking under his mask. You whimpered in fear, if you wanted a fright you would've gone inside the haunted house like everyone else. But you felt that would've been more trouble.

You duck and weave, paranoid that he may try to throw items at you to slow you down. You can hear him carrying something heavy. It must be what he had planned to kill you.

You felt your eyes tear up at just the thought of it. The stone-like material dragged across the floor was making your anxiety level up, bit by bit. You were scared you would break out into a panic attack.

"Don't cry I'll make sure to go easy on your first baby, but I can't say the same for what I'll do afterward" he chuckled, the man known as, Takeomi, felt his erection getting harder. He needed to find you now before it got to the point where he couldn't walk appropriately.

You sucked in a breath you didn't realize that he heard you crying. You shivered as you heard his voice nearing you.

Your mind was running all over the place as all you saw were mirrors either reflecting your stalker or yourself. And you just wanted a way out. It didn't help that your expression looked scared. It didn't make you feel better at all.

You weren't paying attention enough and bumped into a glass mirror. Letting out a hiss in pain as some glass fell to the floor. Looking into the mirror, you have a piece of glass sticking out of a wound on your temple. The cut wasn't deep at all but it was stubborn. Blood dripped down the side of your face. But you kept it pushing.

Your hands flew in all types of directions as you stayed alert.

Takeomi walked in front of the mirror you crashed into. "Ahh little mouse did you hurt yourself?" He examined the corner of the mirror that had shards of glass missing. Before looking at the floor to see the missing pieces and a few drops of blood. "I apologize, I'll make you feel all better, promise".

You swallow a sob that is threatening to escape. You needed to stay strong and you didn't want to panic. But you couldn't take it. You knew how big the house of mirrors was, and how long it usually took to complete it.

And they don't usually require as many employees as the haunted house. Only some waiting at the entrance and exit outside. You know how they are probably high off their asses since their job doesn't require much involvement.

Almost immediately you could've sworn you saw the glowing red sign of the exit. Hope shining in your eyes, but just like that it was taken for you. When a hand snatched your wrist dragging you further and further away. Until the big red exit sign was only just a blur.