Finn Bálor One Shots

Chase (Slight NSFW)

Description: Y/n's boyfriend chases her through the woods at night.

The chill of the autumn air seemed to cling to her skin tight, the darkness around her seemed thicker than normal. Y/n ran between the trees, her breathing fast and shallow, doing her best to be silent. She tried to put as much distance between herself and him as possible. The adrenaline coursing through her veins as she continues moving, the moon being the online light she had to see by. Her legs were screaming for her to stop but she couldn't, not yet.

The sound of her heart beat in her ears was all she could hear apart from her feet stepping on dead leaves and hitting the forest floor. That was until a branch snapped behind her, a spike of fear shot through her as she glanced back. Her eyes filled with fear and excitement when she managed to catch a glimpse of him. Tall and ominous, his body draped in a dark cloak, the red of his Ghostface mask glowing eerily in the darkness.

His head tilted slightly to the side as he watched her, calculating her every move as she continued running. The twist of fear and something else hit her stomach as she turned to the left hoping she could lose him.
She knew it was just Finn under that mask, her boyfriend more than willing to fill her secret fantasy. But the way he moved seemed almost too natural like he was actually hunting her down.

Feeling a burst of speed Y/n continued weaving through the trees ducking under branches. For a moment the moon disappeared behind some clouds and she tripped over a root. Before she even had a chance to regain her footing, a gloved hand grabbed her wrist, spinning her around to face him.

"Babe."

She whispered, her voice slightly breathy and almost pleading as she tried to calm the racing of her heart. She was panting softly as she called his name again, but his only response was a low chuckle. Slightly muffled beneath the mask. He pushed her backwards gently, her shoulders pressing into the rough bark of a large tree. His hand moving upward dancing over her side before his fingers wrap around her neck, not enough to hurt her but just firm enough to hold her in place.

The touch of his gloved hand around her neck causes a heat to rush to her cheeks. Knowing she was completely at his mercy made her heart race. Her fingers curled into the black shirt he had on under the cloak. Trying to ground herself in the moment as her pulse pounded in her throat. The warmth of his fingers around her neck felt slightly comforting despite the menacing mask as he leaned closer to her.

"Are you scared, princess?"

His voice was muffled by the mask as she tried to get her brain to work with her mouth. Finn leaned in closer, she could just barely feel his breath grazing her skin. Her mind felt dizzy as she tried to collect her thoughts.

"Running won't save you now."

Finn whispers as his fingers tighten around her throat slightly making her knees weak.Y/n's heart was racing as she looked up into the hollow eyes of the mask, her hands still clenching his shirt.

"Finn."

She whispered her voice barely audible to her ears, it was breathless and sounded very similar to a plea. Finn said nothing, just a low hum in response as his other hand slid over her hip. The tension between them building as he held her there her body was on edge waiting for something, anything to happen. Finn leaned closer to her his mask grazing her skin as he pressed her just a little harder into the tree. The grip around her neck moved to trace along her jaw, teasing her as he felt the pulse under his finger.

"Who said you could say my name?"

He asked his voice was smooth, laced with a mocking tone, he was enjoying this far more than she could have imagined him too. The adrenaline was still surging through her now combined with a rush of desire as he popped the button on her jeans.

"Doesn't look like you're so quick to run now does it?"

Finn's voice was dark yet playful as he tugged the zipper down, a shiver left her as the cool night air brushed against her exposed skin. Y/n could feel the mix of emotions running through her, she could push him away if she really wanted to. But she didn't, the thrill of being trapped and at his mercy was too intoxicating to resist.

"Maybe I don't want to run anymore."

Finn smirked under the mask though she couldn't see it. His gloved hand slipped into her panties, the cold leather making her gasp. Nudging her legs apart he pushed two fingers into her wet heat, a dark chuckle falling from him.

"Well then looks like I'm going to be the one to decide when this game ends, happy Halloween princess."