Random Smut/Stories

Serial Killer Concept (Evan Peters)

I was reluctantly in the bar, not sure why I came seeing how the 'friends' that invited me ended up somewhere in the crowd of sweaty bodies. There's a guy on the other side of the bar, staring into his glass, sipping occasionally, he looks eerie and creepy but maybe I've just been watching too many crime dramas. He notices me staring at him and I blush and give him a small smile which he returns in my surprise, I turn around to look at the crowd again to avoid any further awkwardness when all of the sudden the guy comes and sits beside me, giving me another small smile and pushing his blonde hair away from his eye with his thumb. My first thought went to him coaxing me into giving him my number or him flirting with me in some way and me having to lie and say 'I have a boyfriend/girlfriend' for him to leave me alone.
"Hi, my names Evan" he says and extends his hand. I grasp it, not being able to move that much.
"Hi, I'm (y/n), nice to meet you" I say not as stern and confident as I wish it had been.
"I apologize I know it's kinda awkward, normally I wouldn't do this to avoid any human interaction but you don't seem so normal" he says and turns towards the bar, I follow suit.
"Thank you, not a big fan of normal honestly, it bores me" I say and he laughs in agreement, gulping his drink and my eyes snap to his throat, sinfully wishing my lips were attached as much as my eyes were.
"I strongly agree, actually. If I could I'd wipe out half of earths population" we both chuckle and I absentmindedly swipe my tongue across my bottom lip before catching it between my teeth. He takes notice, looking down to my lips back to my eyes and quickly smirks.
"Well it's getting a bit late," he starts and gulps the rest of his drink down, he grabs my hand and places a gentle kiss to my knuckles, making intense eye contact, "It's been a pleasure" he smiles and wanders through the crowd.
It only takes me seconds before I grab my coat and follow him out of the bar doors.
"Wait! Evan!" I yell and he turns around, a smirk etched on his pale face once he sees me.
"(Y/n)! Is there something I left?" he asks and I shake my head.
"Just thought maybe you needed a little company" I give him a weak smile and he nods.
"I wouldn't mind that at all" he says and puts my arm around his, "it's gonna rain soon, hopefully we don't get caught in it"
His hoping is useless as the heavy rain falls onto us like avalanches, soaking our clothes. We run to his apartment and I'm greeted to a semi clean living room, take out boxes and monster can littered about.
"Sorry about the mess, I had a couple of friends over" he quickly bags the garbage and disappears into the kitchen, "you can take off your shoes by the door"
"It's a nice place actually, very quaint" I say and look at the paintings across each wall.
"Thank you, I paint quite a bit" he says and pulls his sleeves down, "Uhm you can, maybe, replace your wet clothes with dry ones, I think my sister left some last weekend" I nod and he's quick to go get a bag of them.
I pick out some nice ones and thank him before asking him if I could warm up in his shower, he showed me the bathroom and set me up with a towel. I was relieved when I felt the hot water cascade down my body, sighing in content. I thought a hear a creek but brush it off as he does live in an apartment buildings with tenants all around him. I close my eyes, thinking about how the hell I'm going to explain why I left my friends at the bar, they must be worried sick.
I feel two arms wrap around me and I jump, unable to gasp as a hand restricts my mouth. I quickly realize how naive and idiotic I was showering in a strangers house, naked and vulnerable.
"Ssssshh baby, everything's okay" Evan whispers in my ear, beginning to leave a trail of kisses down my neck onto my shoulder.
I find myself relaxing under his grip and letting him do this to me, I felt like I wasn't in control.
"Open your legs" he says in a hush tone and I oblige, resting my leg on the soap holder.
He doesn't break eye contact with me as he kitten licks between my folds, causing me to gasp but still unable to break eye contact. He closes his eyes and goes all in, fingering me while sucking on my clit but the only noises falling from my lips are whines and gasps. I can't stop him so I go with the flow and grab his hair, pushing his mouth onto me even more, he hums contently at my actions and it sends vibrations throughout my entire body. He releases from my grasp and goes up my body, kissing randomly.
"How do you want me to take you?" he says so smoothly I feel as if I melt under his touch.
"It doesn't matter, I just need you in me" I'm taken aback by my own words and he smirks.
"Good girl, I don't know if you mind but I have a surprise for you" he pulls down rope and a dead body falls from the ceiling.
I'm unable to scream, just able to see the throat of someone slit open as blood trickles down our bodies and I look back at him, him smiling happily.
"I knew you'd like it" he says before twisting me around, pinning my against the cold tile wall, "Now be a good girl and take daddy's cock"
He shoves his dick inside of me, quickly rolling his hips into my ass, hand around my throat and showing no mercy. It's not painful but I've never had sex like this, especially not with blood showering my body.
"Tell me how much you love my cock" he says through gritted teeth.
"Daddy's cock makes me so wet, it's so big for my small hole" I involuntarily say.
He kisses my cheek and continues ramming me from behind. My knees feel weak as I feel an orgasm approaching.
"Daddy I'm gonna cum" I moan.
"Cum all over daddy's dick babygirl" he coos and my legs shake as my first orgasm of the night washes over me.
This goes on for what feels like hours, I'm on my ninth orgasm by the time he finally cums, forcing me to swallow all of it.
"Good girl, you shall be rewarded" he says and wraps me in a warm towel, "You get to live with me, instead of killing you off like I do everyone else, I like the way you clench around my cock when you hit your high, I had to think about other shit to enjoy the way you feel longer" he grabs a cigarette and lights it before pecking me on the lips and leaving the room.
The stops at the doorway and turns around to say, "And one more thing," he looks me into the eye, "If you ever try to leave me, I'll slit your throat and fuck another girl in your blood" he smiles and winks before walking off, leaving me horrified, sore, and most confusing of all...horny.