Dan was a renowned serial killer. He stalked the victim, kidnapped, tortured and killed them, perfectly disposing the bodies. When his partner in crime got... fired... he went on the search of a new partner, he finds a young English major named Phil...
Dan nervously picked out his outfit, knowing what he had planned for the night. He didn't know what was date appropriate so he took almost a half an hour trying on outfits. He continued trying on outfits until he found one; an extra long plaid button up, some black, holey skinnies, and some black dress shoes. He paid a few of his workers to set everything up as he distracted Phil for a little while. When he knew everything was set, he left the house, going back to the hotel.
Dan was still nervous as he stepped into the building. He stopped by the hotel's gift shop, grabbing a rose and a mini box of chocolate, along with a new watch and phone case. He anxiously went up to the tenth floor, stopping outside of the door, contemplating whether or not he should go in. When he got there, he was shocked to find the room empty. He sat at the desk and rang the boy, having to call three times before Phil answered.
“What the hell do you want?!” “Where are you?” “I got there, waited an hour and left because I'm tired of your games.” “I'm not playing games. Look, Victoria needed help with something and then I had to plan out what I wanted us to do. I had to send out workers to start setting up before I could even get dressed. Then I couldn't pick what to wear.” “You promise you're not standing me up?” “I promise.” “Okay, good.” “Where are you?” “I headed back to your house to pick up Livvy. I'm still in the driveway.” “Okay. I will be by to pick you up. Just stay there.” “Okay.” “I will see you in a minute.” “Bye” “Bye.”
Dan put his phone away and headed back to his house. The two males got out of the cars, their mouths dropping when they saw each other. Phil's hair was freshly washed and perfectly straight, the fringe to the right. He had on a low-cut white tee under a purple and gray plaid hoodie, black jeans, so tight Dan could see the outline of the boy's dick, and some converses. His cerulean eyes were electrically enhanced by contacts and he looked as anxious as Dan felt.
“You look incredible,” Dan gasped. “I didn't think you'd be able to look anymore beautiful than before.”
“You look really hot in that,” Phil admitted with a blush. “That shirt looks incredible on you.”
“Thank you very much,” Dan smiled, checking the boy put. “My plans won't be ready for another half an hour, so how about we do a couple games of bowling?”
“Yeah sure...” Phil nodded awkwardly, them both getting into Dan's new car. “So you got a new car?”
“My ride didn't show up” Dan lied. “I walked to the dealership and bought this one. I got it at a steal too.”
“That's nice,” Phil smiled, leaning into the leather seat.
“Do you want to play some music?” Dan asked, the boy nodding before the man turned on the radio.
Dan drove them to the bowling alley, them arguing over who got to pay for their games. Phil eventually won the argument, paying for three games for both of them. They went to their lane, beginning the game. They both bowled very well, so they started trying to distract each other. On one of the frames, Phil was up and before he could bowl his turn, Dan went up and took the ball from the boy. Before Phil could complain, Dan spun him around and pulled him closer, pressing their lips together.
“So this is the dick you left Hope for?” a female voice said, a blonde coming into focus.
“I didn't leave her for anyone, Maria,” Phil shook his head after Dan stepped away for a call. “She brought that upon herself. She cheated multiple times. Plus, I only met that guy yesterday.”
“You were so mean though,” she growled. “She lost her mother to a killer, and then you took her child away from her.”
“Her boyfriend threw OUR child against a wall, almost killing her!” Phil snapped. “She lost rights to have her child when she chose that abusive prick over Olivine. If you want to try and make me feel bad about keeping Olivine from Hope, it's not going to happen.”
“Well I...” is all Maria could get out before Dan walked back up.
“Looks like everything is set up,” Dan explained, unintentionally interrupting the blonde. “Go on and bowl your last frame and then we'll go.”
“Okay,” Phil sighed, ending with a perfect game. “Let's go, because this bitch is another Hope.”
“Just tell me to shut her up like Hope,” Dan smirked, “and I will.”
“No need,” Phil shook his head. “Let's get out of her.”
“Let's,” Dan agreed, them both going back out to the car.
“Where are you taking me?” Phil asked curiously as he played a game on his phone.
“Somewhere where no one can hear your screams,” Dan smirked, Phil's face going pale. “Don't worry, Phil. I was hurt you unless you consent.”
“Oh...” Phil muttered out as the ride remained silent.
Phil had fallen asleep sometime during the ride, so when Dan pulled into a field, he looked up and saw the innocent boy asleep. Dan hopped out and sat on the ground against his car after grabbing his laptop. He opened it up and finished up his syllabus, sending it to Mark. Then he decided to work on the crime novel he had been working on. He finished up three chapters before Phil walked up, hair a mess and face pale from sleeping. Phil looked beautiful and Dan just smiled.
“Why didn't you wake me up?” Phil asked, his voice sexily deep.
“You seemed peaceful,” Dan shrugged, grabbing the rest of his stuff from the car. “Ready to go into the forest?”
“Are you allowed to do this?” Phil raised an eyebrow.
“Of course,” Dan reassured, grabbing Phil's hand and heading into the forest.
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“How far out do we have to go?” Phil asked as their hike hit the one hour mark.
“We're almost halfway there,” Dan explained, making the boy groan as they went into a clearing.
Phil gasped, because the trees on the other side were lit, a bridge leading further into the woods. Candles lit the path as they crossed the clearing. It was more beautiful than anything he had ever seen, realizing that he'd never been treated this well. They walked down the candle lit path, a mansion looking cabin coming into view. Phil's jaw dropped as they got closer, seeing just how beautiful it was.
Dan guided Phil into the cabin, short stairs leading into the living area, which was black and white. Past that was not mini stairs leading up to the kitchen, dining room and a spiral staircase down a hallway. Dan pulled Phil past the couches and down the opposite hallway, taking the boy out back onto the deck. Phil let out another gasp when he saw what was out there.
Rose petals were everywhere, including a deck pool that overlooks the forest. An outdoor table was covered by a white tablecloth with candles, wine, wine glasses, and petals scattered over the surface. Dan and Phil walked over, sitting down at the well decorated table. A female worker came out, pouring them each a glass of wine before going back in. She came back out with lobster and filet Mignon for both of them.
“Thank you, Emily,” Dan thanked with a smile as they enjoyed a silent dinner.
