TRIGGER WARNING! FORCED SEX! FIDDLEFORD DOES NOT WANT IT. YOU HAVE BEEN SUFFICENTLY WARNED
fiddleford pov:
ford has been different the last few days, remembering to eat, to sleep. looking at me too long, not as hyper fixated on things as he has always been. a slight gravel to his voice. his questions about my past, never ending. his lingering glances.
"hey im going for the night, see you tomorrow ford." i say looking over at ford, hes writing something down and his hand suddenly stops. i dont think anything of it as i reach the door and i hear him follow me.
his six fingered hand keeping the door shut, his hand just above my shoulder. i turn to look at him curious as to what hes doing.
his other hand roughly grabs my chin and tilts my face up. his lips, dry, roughly press against mine as he kisses me. i pull back from the sudden kiss.
"the hell ford?" i say as my hand moves with a mind of its own, slapping him across the face. his glasses askew on his face as his cheek sports a handprint from the force. my hand goes to my mouth as i bite back tears. how could he just do that to me, not paying attention to any of my cues the last few years. i told him how i felt and he said he wasnt interested, that was two years ago.
"im leaving now ford." i say the hurt and slight bitterness very evident in my voice as i shove his hand off the door. he grabs the back of my neck and turns me around to face him, his grip tight.
"funny did i say that you could?" ford says not a drop of humor in his voice, his normally deep brown eyes, a slightly softer caramel color.
i try to shove him back but he doesn't budge, only seems to get closer. "well that was stupid of you fiddleford." he says as he roughly grabs my wrist pinning it behind my back as he spins me around.
he shoves me into the door, i yelp in pain as i collide with the door. his free hand locking the door, including the deadbolt. "now heres what's going to happen, you are going to be absolutely quiet. a single sound out of you, and well-" he cuts himself off by chuckling to himself and imbedding a knife into the door inches from my face.
his lips brushing against my ear his voice low and sending shivers down my spine. "it that clear?" he asks, i nod quickly. he lets my wrist go. "the shirt. take it off." he says his hand resting on the knife in the door.
i do as he says, my mind trying to wake me up. my shaky hands slowly pulling my shirt off.
"now the pants. remove them." he demands as he grabs a fist full of my hair and keeping me from looking at him, but making me look at the knife.
my pants fall as i fell him push up against me. his hard length pressing up against me, my heart skips a beat. "..." i look at his reflection in the knife, a smirk on his face as i try to shake my head.
"did i ask a fucking question?" he growls raising his voice, i flinch and squeeze my eyes shut shaking my head slowly.
"underwear off, now. then you are going to turn around." he lets go of my hair as i follow his orders, my heart racing in my chest.
"good, now my pants." he orders my hands shake as i do as im told. his pants barely fall before he turns me around forcefully, but not before i notice he wasnt wearing anything under his pants.
my face goes pale as i sink my teeth into my lower lip to keep quiet. with zero prep, and utter brute force, the shoves his hard length all the way in, both his hands on my hips. tears form in the corners of my eyes.
ford pulls out just as rough as he entered, he brings a firm hand swiftly to my ass, slapping me hard. the sound of it ringing in my ears, barely able to register the slap, he thrusts all the way in my ass again and a muffled cry escapes my throat. one of his hand grabs my throat and pulls me backwards, his grip making it hard to breathe.
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RomanceNOT MY PICTURE A gravity falls au! dark! Trigger warnings for rape, bleeding, drowning, sharp knife and ect. Idk what else yet.