Eyeless Jack x Male Reader

Chapter 6

Eyeless Jack x Male Reader Chapter 6

*Finally a new chapter! Thanks for being patient everyone.*

The sound of leather tightening resonated into Y/n's ears and he groaned at the strangled

feeling around his wrists.

Carefully opening his eyes, he was quick to realize that something was seriously wrong.

His arms were bound above his head and the only thing providing any warmth was his black

boxers.

Feeling an onslaught of dread wash over him, Y/n struggled to turn his head and spot

someone standing in the shadows.

He would've called out to the mysterious figure, but the words got caught in his throat as he

recognized the silhouette.

"Jeff... What the hell is going on?!"

Y/n's voice quivered in fear, he knew this situation all too well.

Jeff cackled darkly before stepping closer, brushing his hand against the other's cheek.

Y/n flinched away from Jeff's touch, earning himself a rough slap to the face.

"Don't move or I'll make this even more painful."

He gripped a handful of h/c locks and bit roughly at the male's lips, making them bleed.

Y/n whimpered as Jeff licked at the freshly inflicted wound, giving him a chance to force his

tongue inside the smaller male's mouth.

Y/n tried to fight back, the memories of his tortured past flooding back to him again.

He managed to lean away from the smiling killer, spitting blood and saliva onto the floor.

"W-Why are you doing this to me? Haven't I already went through enough?!"

He shouted the last part angrily, his emotions overwhelming him.

Jeff seemed to hesitate for a moment and something close to pity crossed over his face, but it

was gone too soon.

He shook his head and chuckled.

"Maybe I think that Eyeless bastard is getting a little too close to you. I want you all to

myself..."

He got close to Y/n's ear to whisper huskily.

Again the male flinched away, but this time Jeff did not hit him. Instead, Jeff began to remove

some of his clothes, starting with his signature blood stained hoodie.

While unbuttoning his jeans, Jeff moved to take off Y/n's boxers, causing the restricted male

to thrash about.

He kicked as hard as he could in every direction, hoping to stun Jeff and escape.

Unfortunately, Jeff had other plans as he grabbed one of Y/n's legs and strapped it down to

the cold metal table he was on.

He made sure the other's legs were spread for what was soon to come while binding the other

leg down.