Motionless In White Imagines (Requests Closed)

Destroy Me (Devin Sola)

Destroy Me

A Devin Sola Imagine

Word Count: 1,701

Warnings: smut, language, bondage, slightly kinky

You and your boyfriend Devin were watching episodes of American Horror Story on Netflix. Devin had gotten home from the studio earlier, so you two were relaxing together. You were snuggled up together on your couch, holding hands. You turn to look at Devin, who was smirking at you. You knew what exactly what was coming. You eyes widened, then  Devin pinned you down on the couch. He tickled your sides relentlessly and you laughed like a mad woman.

You were extremely ticklish and Devin knew exactly where your weak spots were. His strong arms kept you pinned down and you weren't strong enough to push him off. Devin continued to tickle you while you laid there helplessly. Devin started laughing too after a while, you loved his laugh so much. You two laughed together for a few minutes, you being continuously tickled by Devin. Soon you were able to get one of your hands out of his grasp.

You quickly pushed Devin off of you and onto the floor. Knowing how quick Devin was, you hurried and made a mad dash up the stairs. You ran and quickly hid in a room upstairs, listening carefully for Devin's footsteps. You didn't hear his footsteps yet, so you ran to a different hiding place. You were now inside of your closet, in the corner. You listened again for Devin's footsteps.

After a few seconds of silence, you heard him walking up the stairs. Devin was walking at a regular pace, which puzzled you. Usually whenever you two did this, you chased each other around the house as fast as you could until one of you caught the other. Maybe Devin had something else in mind, something more scandalous than you might've thought. Devin's footsteps stopped. You listened again for any other sounds indicating his whereabouts, but you heard nothing.

You held your breath and listened again. You began to think, Maybe Devin has something more...sensual...in mind. You smiled deviously, knowing that Devin was going to find you quickly and then things would escalate. You had hid in this closet many times before, so it was one of the very first places that he looked for you. You soon saw the shadows of Devin's feet under the door and you bit your lip. Just a second later the door was opened and you let out a fake scream of terror. 

You looked and Devin had his Michael Myers mask on. You pretended to struggle as Devin picked you up, carrying you over his shoulder. You clawed at his back and pulled his hair, which you knew turned him on. Devin carried you into your bedroom, where he threw you onto the bed. He commanded you to strip and you obeyed. Within seconds you were sitting naked on the bed, watching Devin and listening for his next command. He grabbed you by your ankles and pulled you closer to him.

You were now sitting at the edge of the bed. Devin took off his mask and threw it across the room. He kissed you and bit down on your lip, making you gasp into his mouth. You wrapped your arms around Devin's neck and he quickly pulled away from you, ripping your hands off him.

"Did I say you could touch me?" Devin asks you, his voice dark and threatening.

"No." you say, swallowing nervously.

"No, I fucking didn't. I make the rules tonight, you listen to me. No touching or making any sounds unless I say you can." Devin says.

You nod your head and Devin kisses you again, slipping his tongue into your mouth. Your hands were on the bed on either side of you. You wanted to touch Devin so badly...you wanted to tug his hair and claw at his skin. A few moments later, Devin pushed you down onto the bed. You moved back and watched as Devin took his shirt off. You bit your lip as you watched his clothes continue to disappear from his body.