Jeff the Killer x Reader lemon forced

Don't leave your window open

You were sound asleep in your room. The wind was whistling through your bedroom window, causing your curtains to sway in and out. You breathe in camly. It was so silent that you could hear your muffled breathing.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps walking. You opened your eyes and stared in shock. You saw a dark figure in the corner of your room. You were so shocked that you couldn't even open your mouth. You saw the shadow walking towards you.

"My, my, it seems as if I've scored high this time," a raspy voice said.

"W-Who a-are you?" you sputtered.

He chuckled at your sense of fear.

"Do you not recognize me?" he asked as he stood in the moonlight, showing his figure.

Your eyes went wide.

No. Fucking. Way. I thought.

He laughed loudly, as if he could read your mind.

"Yes, you are correct. I am Jeff, Jeff the Killer," he rasped.

"I-," you started, but Jeff interrupted you.

"Now, do you know why I have come here?" he asked.

"T-to kill m-me?" I asked, stuttering.

"Well, that was originally my plan, but I've changed my mind," he replied.

You were half relieved and half still scared.

"Then what are you going to do to me?" You asked scared.

He chuckled again. Then suddenly, he moved his face to yours, only an inch away. You stared into his black, soulless eyes.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" He asked me.

An idea popped in my head.

"No, no!" I yelled.

Jeff immediately grabbed my arm and threw me off the bed, onto the wall. I grunted at the pain. He walked up to me and pinned me on the wall.

"Don't try to scream, got it? If you do, I'll kill you and your whole family," he said camly.

I whimpered in response. He smirked with his blood stained cheek. He flipped me over on the wall to where I was facing him. I could see the want and lust in his eyes. I tried to look away but he grabbed my chin and forced my head to look at him. He reached in his hoodie pocket, and grabbed a knife, holding it to my neck. Jeff smirked at me.

"Listen here babe, I know you read Jeff the Killer x reader lemons all the time," Jeff hissed.

I froze. How the hell did he know that? You thought angrily.

"I'm very flattered," Jeff said," Not to mention the fact that you have a nice body."

Jeff reached his hand out placed it on my cheek. A tear rolled down as my face darkened. Jeff lifted me chin again and pressed his lips against mine. When he pulled away, I could taste dried blood. Jeff stared at me, then he put his hand on his chin and nodded.

"I think I'll make you my woman," Jeff smirked.

You blushed and turned away. You wanted Jeff, but not like this.

"As if I'd ever agree to that," you mumbled.

Jeff slammed his fist next to your head and leaned in.

"Don't have to," he replied coldly.

You shivered when you felt his cold breath on your neck. Jeff pulled back.