Trick Or Treat || Michael Myers X Reader

Chapter Twenty Seven

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I'd never felt like this before.

Sure i'd fantasized and tried to make myself feel these pleasures in the past, but I had never expected it to feel this nice.

I parted from Michaels kiss and stared up at him, watching as he moved to pull his mask back down; I stopped him before he could.

"You have feelings?" I asked him in a hushed voice, tilting my head and studying the mask that covered his eyes.

The slasher before me simply let out a heavy pant, which was a clear enough answer for me.

"Oh..."

I smiled, unable to contain the joy within me. I shifted closer to him, our bodies practically pressed against each other as I raised my arms and rested them a top his shoulders; his own hands gliding around my body and to my back, where he fidgeted with the back of my dress.

I could feel a slight smirk spreading across my face, my body practically being pulled onto him— as if magnetic.

"Feelings are fatal, Audrey~" I hummed, teasing the strong killer as his fingers began to unravel the small strings that kept my dress tight against my body.

I inhaled deeply, closing my eyes slowly and resting my forehead against his chest, feeling his heavy breaths; his heartbeat.

"You know that stuff they taught us about when we were younger? At the bad place?" I asked him, blush dusting my cheeks when I felt my dress loosen, the sleeves beginning to slump over whilst the rest of the fabric now sat lazily against my frame.

"Are we gonna do that stuff?" I continued, looking up at Michael whilst he did the same to me.

As a very straight forward answer, Michael lowered his head and pressed his lips to mine once more, making my heart flutter against my chest.

I melted, feeling his strong arms wrap around my body and hold me close, the feeling of locking lips with Michael; the tall, handsome, and powerful murderer, was almost unrealistically enjoyable.

I felt like everything else in the world had melted away just so the two of us could have our well deserved time alone to explore each other.

My hands slid up his chest, carefully unzipping his mechanics suit and pulling it down to his waist, then proceeding to grab the bottom of his black shirt and pull it over his head, careful not to remove his dreary mask in case he didn't want it off completely.

With that I tossed his shirt onto the floor and examined his chest just like I had done in the kitchen earlier. Only now my eyes were clouded with lust and all I could do was admire the bandages that I had previously wrapped around his built frame.

"Oh god I can't wait to make them bleed with you..." I hummed, tilting my head up at him and taking a step back, watching in amusement as he reached for me, almost pleading.

But I avoided his grasp and turned around, moving my hands to feel the puffy shoulders of my dress, carefully rolling them down my arm in a way of slowly undressing. I could feel Michaels breath against the back of my neck; triggering the hairs on my skin to stand on end.

"But the one thing i'm anticipating way more than that... Definitely this~" I explained with a nod, removing my arms from the sleeves that had originally clung around my arms. Though I made sure to hold the bust of my dress against my chest— keeping covered for now.

A shiver rolled down my body, coating me in goosebumps whilst Michaels callused hands gently ran down my bare arms, taking in the feeling of my bare skin against his own.