2p!AmericaxChubby!Innocent!Killer!Reader

Breakfast

Allan pulled awayfrom you slightly, both your breathing was labored as he kept histhigh pressed between yours. "Want to go home darling?" He askedwith a smirk as you nodded gently, the blood slowly drying on you inthe shape of his large hand prints all over your flesh. You gave atiny sound of protest when he took his leg from yours. You saw thatthe man was still breathing but was on the edge of death, he probablycouldn't even feel anymore pain.

You walked over tohim as Allan gave you a confused look, you moved his face and sawthat it was unrecognizable and Allan had also knocked his teeth out.That took care of dental records, you took your knife and startedcutting off his fingers, that would actually make it look more like ahit. You'd get rid of it in the woods near the house the animalswould eat it.

"Your a smartcookie, doll." Allan said as you explained and smirked at youbefore picking you up and throwing you over his shoulder like youwere a sack of flour.

"Allan! What areyou doing?!" You screamed gripping the back of his boomer jacket."You'll hurt yourself!"

"Nah, don'tworry darling. I'm strong! Your light."

"Either way putme down." You growl using your elbows to keep you some kind ofupright.

"Nah, I'm notputting you down."

"Do I even wantto know why?" You asked face palming as he walked causing you tomove from side to side slightly with his steps.

"Because yourmine and you don't have a choice." He stated and you could hear thesmirk in his voice.

"Excuse me?! Whothe hell do you think you are?" You growled turning to try and seehim though all you could see was the back of his auburn head and hissunglasses sitting on top of his head.

He answered bygiving your bum, which was right there beside his head thanks to howhe was carrying you, a firm smack as you let out a gasp. "Your minenow doll. I won't let you go so you better get use to it." Hesmirked seeing a partial hand print of his bloody hand print on yourthigh that he touched again, stroking gently which caused you toshake softly. "Don't worry, you'll enjoy it darling. Your going toalways be mine." He said with a smirk and gave your bum anothersmack as you let out a moan.

Allan blinkedsurprised before smirking. "You like that, huh doll?" He said ina deep voice and smacked you again. You let out another moan beforecovering your blushing cheeks with your hands blushing darkly and letout an embarrassed groan.

"No need to beshy, Name," Allan laughed carrying you into the house. His brotherslooked up to see you two but thought nothing of it and went back towhat they were doing. Instead of bringing you to your own room Allanbrought you to his and set you down on the bed more gently than youhonestly expected.

You leaned up onyour elbows looking around, the room's walls were a deep maroon,darker than his eyes but it still reminded you of them, his furniturewas in maple and his bedspread was Joker themed and on his walls werevarious posters and a huge American flag, not one you'd seen in reallife before but one from when America was first a country instead ofa colony. His room was also messy, not horribly so just not clean.Any more notes on his room were postponed as he crawled over you,hovering over you on all fours. He had a predatory gleam in his redeyes as he looked at you.

He smirkedtrailing his fingers along the neckline of your corset and smilingalmost softly. "What?" You asked as his fingers trailed along thebusks of said corset.

"I like seeingmy hand prints on your creamy (skin tone) flesh. You should get themtattooed on." He said with a smirk as you raised an eyebrow.

"Nein. (No.)"You stated blankly looking at him with serious face.

"Aw...come ondoll...please?" He asked giving you puppy dog eyes as you remainedstern.

"Not happening.Speaking of which, I have to get washed." You said pushing himaway.

"That's justmean." He whined as you rolled your (eye color) orbs at him.

"Very funnyschatz. (sweetheart.)" You giggled entering the bathroom to washoff the blood and dirt. You used your (favorite scent) shampoo,conditioner, and soap. You came out in a (favioret color) (favoritepajamas) but before you could Allan was there in a pair of CaptainAmerica pajama pants and a Joker tank, his hair wet and dripping. Heliften you up and carried you back to his room.

"Allan?" Youasked as he laid down in the bed wrapping the blanket over you two.He smirked and nuzzled into you.

"I want tocuddle." He stated smiling as he closed his eyes and you sighed,you were a bit of a cuddler and a cuddle session sounded nice. Soonyou fell fast asleep.

When you woke uphe was still fast asleep. You smiled gently, he looked so sweet whenhe was fast asleep. You kissed his forehead and went to the kitchento make breakfast. You decided to make some pancakes, eggs, andbacon.

Soon the men werewalking foreword following their nose. "Hey guys, want breakfast?"You asked as they nodded. They all ate the food, it wasn't the bestof the best that they had ever, especially the pancakes, but theywere much better than the shit they had at restaurants and made withcare.

"I could get useto this." Allan said munching on a piece of toast.

I know this probably wouldn't evenwork in real life. Of course it wouldn't. This is fantasy, notreality. Fun fact; America until the first World War most spokeGerman, during World War I we were fighting Germans so the governmentwas saying "don't speak the language of the enemy" so peopledon't speak German anymore. My grandmother was the first generationthat didn't speak German, she remembered her parents and grandparentsdid but they stopped becauseof that being said during World War I, she was born towards the endof World War I. So my headcanon is that even though America doesn'tspeak German a lot he does know it.