I Can't Sleep (Jeff the Killer fanfic)

Chapter 5: Kiss Me

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Sweet Nightmares, my wonderful cinnamon rolls!

I closed my eyes as I held my head under the spray of water and tried to calm down. Jeff was standing just outside the bathroom, waiting for me to get finished. He'd made sure that the door was cracked open just enough that it made me uncomfortable.

I thought about what he'd said before. "Nobody is that special."

Just thinking about how harsh his voice had sounded made me shiver. He couldn't possibly mean that, could he?

I glanced out and my eyes widened when I saw that the door was completely open. Then I heard movement and whirled around to see Jeff standing naked in the shower in front of me. I gasped and backed up.

"What the fuck are you doing in here?" I asked, trying to get out of the shower. Jeff grabbed my arm and pushed me against the shower wall.

"Hello," he greeted with an evil grin. I blushed as I realized that he hadn't lied about being bigger than me.

I wanted to scream 'Get your pet anaconda away from me,' but the words stuck in my throat as I stared up into his pale blue eyes.

"What? No more protests? Are you finally giving up?" Jeff asked, looking almost hurt. I snapped out of my stupor and stomped on his foot.

"Get the fuck out," I spat, using my free hand to push on his chest. He glanced at his foot (I hoped), and let go of my arm. But he didn't leave. I tried to move away from the wall, but he pushed me back to the wall with one hand. I covered my mouth with both hands as he leaned in close.

"Kiss me," he whispered, seductively, his lips brushing my ear. He pulled back and I shook my head violently.

"If you do, I'll get out and let you shower in peace," he added. When I didn't respond, he took that as an invitation to grab hold of my waist. "Or we can both enjoy this shower."

I shrank away from him but he slipped his hands around my waist and down to squeeze my ass, making me wince. I dropped one hand to dig my nails into his arm. He nipped my ear and I gasped. I squirmed and tried to break free but Jeff put his knee between my legs and kept me pinned. He kissed down my neck and stopped to glance at me with a smirk, before continuing. I felt hot all over and I hated how good it felt. It was making me hard.

"Kiss me and I'll stop," he said, pressing against me. I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head again. He giggled and cupped me. I stifled a moan as he massaged me. "Or don't you want me to stop? You're such a naughty little boy toy."

I clamped my hand tighter over my mouth to stop myself from making noise but it didn't help. I moaned as he worked on me and sucked on my neck.

I finally reached my peak and he laughed as he pulled back. I panted heavily as Jeff lowered me to the floor.

What did he just do to me? What did I just do?

I still kept my hand over my mouth.

"You're adorable," he said, kneeling in front of me. I couldn't look at him. I couldn't do anything. I felt frozen there on the floor. He took my face in his hands and kissed my forehead. "Especially when you're embarrassed."

I felt myself blush even more. I hated myself for letting him touch me and not screaming at him to stop like all of the other times.

What is happening to me?

I was so lost in thought that I barely noticed when Jeff turned off the water and scooped me up in his arms, carrying me out of the shower. He grabbed a couple towels and continued out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. He sat me on the bed and wrapped one of the towels around his waist. He draped the other over my head and started drying my hair.

"Are you still in there?" Jeff asked. I looked up at him. He seemed worried, which caught me off guard. I dropped my hand to the bed.

"Yeah," I croaked, swallowing the lump in my throat.

"Good."

Jeff finished with my hair and started drying my arms, legs, and chest. I felt my face grow hot as he started trailing the towel down to my groin. I grabbed his wrist and took the towel from him.

"I can dry that, myself," I said, pushing his hands away. He shrugged and flopped on the bed next to me. I stood and wrapped the towel around my waist and stepped away from the bed, but Jeff caught my wrist and pulled me back.

"Lay down," he told me. "Rest."

I let him pull me on the bed and laid down beside him. I closed my eyes and sighed. I was exhausted and felt like I could sleep for years.

"You did good," Jeff's voice cut through the silence.

"Hmm?"

"You did good," he repeated. "I thought I'd tell you that."

"Okay," I breathed. Jeff moved around on the bed before he picked me up again. I opened my eyes just as he placed me back down and covered me up. I stared up at him as he moved to the other side of the bed, sliding beneath the covers as well. He moved close and pulled me onto his chest as he put on his eye mask. I stiffened as he buried his face in my hair.

"Let's take a nap," he said, quietly. "Just a quick one."

I was too tired to object, and too weak to push away, so I just closed my eyes and listened to the sound of his heartbeat until I fell asleep.