Dead By Daylight {One-shots}

Aniversary ~Hillbilly x Fem! Reader~ ***

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Being in an relationship with someone is quite something.

Being in a secret relationship is even harder.

But if your lover is also a killer, who kills for the job and you are stuck in someone else's cruel game with them, you're leaning towards the impossible.

Me and Max, beter knows as the Hillbilly, managed to keep quite a steady relationship over the past few, weeks it feels like, but it's almost 3 months. Time does funny things in the Entity's game.

Tho, he makes it beter and bearable, and I've never wished for someone else but him. And to think it's almost 3 months it makes me feel all giddy inside.

I want to do something special for him.

So I went to work, asked the girls for a few nice pieces of lingerie, of of course I found then by Laurie.
That woman seemed to have some plans before ending up here.

I thanked her and walked back to my own shelter to put it on.
Only thing I didn't think of, was that Lauries chest size, was, normal, but that ment it was a little to big for me.

I just hope he doesn't notice.
Luckily I have matching colors underwear. The women here kinda share their bras anyways, so there is no need to be ashamed for asking, since some of us had other bras when we ended up here.
Meg, for instance, had a sports bra on.

When I put on my normal clothes I waited to end up in the Hillbilly's layer.

It took me a day or two, being thrown into a match with the Pig and the Hag in the meantime, before I finally arrived in the Cornfield of the Thompson house.

I feel bad for Max, since his layer is a replica of the house he used to own when he was still, you know, okay.

Allot of the killers live in these circumstances, and it makes me dizzy to think how unfair this is. If you think the survivors are the once that only suffer, think again.

When we are all woken up under a blanket, with each other thanks to Detective Tapp, we started searching for a generator.
We found one in the middle of the cornfield where we could all work on and started to repair it.

Me and Max had agreed to meet up where the first generator was repaired, since we could both see that, even if we were not there.
So, since we worked with 4 people on this generator, we were done real fast.
After it was repaired and the mechanic sound traveled over the layer, I pretended to stay behind to search for a chest.
I actually found one, and looking inside of it I got my hands on a map!

Tho I didn't need it to know where Max is, since I hear my heartbeat raise when I walk back to the fixed generator.

He was standing there, trying to form a smile with his mangled face. I feel so sad seeing that he has difficulty eating and breathing.

What do they even eat?

Max just picks me up and brings me over to the Thompson house. I smiles as he carries me, I feel so safe and light when he does that.

Once inside he walks upstairs where he shoos a survivor away from the gen on top of the balcony.
I can't believe we're doing this. I've been waiting for so long and now it is time.

Once we were alone, Max takes me to a few packages and sacks filled with corn.
He stared at me nervously as I look at his, bed? I feel incredibly bad for him now, so I smile at him, also, he's kinda shy and it's adorable. I walk up to him and kiss his cheek, his response is blushing even more. He softly grabs me by my waist, going under my shirt with his thumbs as he leans in for a kiss. The kiss might be a little awkward, since his face-condition isn't the best. But that doesn't matter to me.

He's so sweet, caring and dorky. It's impossible not to fall in love with him.
I didn't notice he had started pulling up my shirt until I hear him chuckle softly.

I look at him and see he had me laying down on some boxes, my shirt almost over my head as he points to the bra I'm wearing.
A blush creeps on my face and I look away. I knew I shouldn't have asked Laurie for this.

A finger under my chin has me looking up into the eyes of my lover. Max smiles, the best he could at least and he kisses my cheek, down towards me neck as he pulls the bra bands of my shoulders with his teeth. My flustered face is the only thing that shows I'm turned on by it.

I'm saving the sounds for later.

Max pulling my shirt over my head snaps me back to reality yet again, and I start undressing him as well. I pull of his tank top, my hands going over his arms as he unclips the bra, pulling it off and looking at my exposed chest.
His finger slides in between my breasts downwards, tugging on my jeans. I try to get up, but Max stops me, unbuttoning my pants himself and pulling them down, leaving me on only my underwear.

Before he could pull those down too, I stop him. He looks down at me, looking slightly hurt, but I just smile, and undo him from his pants and underwear first. I look back up at him again and giggle as I see him slightly embarrassed about being naked in front of me.

I sit up right and kiss him, guiding his hands towards my underwear at the same time. He gets what I'm going for and follows suit by taking of my underwear, whilest kissing the daylights out of me.

When he looks up and down my body, I feel more confident, I can see he likes me for who I am and what I look like, and that's all I need.

As he starts kissing me again, I slowly travel my hand down towards his lenght. Suprised, I feel him shiver and do the same, guiding my hand that is.
Once my hand goes around his member I feel him shiver and a small noise escapes his lips.
He guides my hand up and down up and down until I got the rythm and he let go.

Groans escape him whilest I work my magic, seeing from his expression that he really, really enjoyes it.
When I feel him slightly pusating in my hands he stops me, his face as unreadable as ever, but I swear I can see a glint of mischiviousness in his eyes.
He flips me over, so my backside is fasing him. I protested a bit, not that he listend of course.

I wondered what he was gonna do, until I feel his finger entering me. This feeling is familiar, but it feels so different when someone else does it. I groan loudly and I let my arms rest on the sacks of corn and let even more sounds go as he starts going faster...
I bite down on my teeth and let the feeling drown me in desire and lust, not believing this isn't a dream.

I feel myself growing close, but now he just removes his now 2 fingers and I whine, looking up to him, only to see him leaning over my back, his hands around my chest and his length pressed against my entrance.

My breath hitched, and that's all the sound I could make before he entered me.

Our mixed sounds could be heard all over the Thompson farmlands, I'm sure of it but I don't know shame anymore. This feeling is to good to be true and I know he lives it too.

I know he loves me too.

Not long after we both cum, me screaming his name when he bites down on my neck. We both lay there and I realise I've never felt so at home, on these sacks, and with him hugging me to sleep...

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This request was made by Markiplir0sbackup00 So so so long ago, on the 21th of Aprill to be exact, but I finally did it! I'm really sorry for the long wait!!