Slasher Imagines/Scenarios (mostly NSFW... wink)

(Lemon) First Time: Michael

     Halloween is coming. The thought of what it's going to do to Michael terrifies you, there's no saying what will happen this year. Things could be different now that you'd let him take residence in your house, he could be fine... Or he could become a monster again.
     He's been acting weird lately, so you worried the latter would happen. You tried to keep him busy every day and try to encourage him to partake in activities with you, but he's become more defiant and antisocial. He only wants to sit and stare out the window instead.
     The dreaded Holiday was nearing and you feared your time was running out. You couldn't stop him from killing anyone else, let alone yourself. You knew things were going to be bad, so you wanted to go out with a bang if you were to die.
     It's the night before, and Michael is sitting on the couch looking out the window next to him. You took a deep breath as you approached him, nervous to attempt something you've never attempted before.
     You walked towards him quietly, he didn't even look at you as you came close to him. "Michael?" He didn't react and you kept inching closer to him. This is it, time to push your bravery as far as it'll go before your inevitable death.
     Your first move was a hand on his shoulder. No reaction, so you're safe. You rubbed his shoulder cautiously for a minute before moving it to his warm chest. He still sat there so you leaned in and lay your head on his chest alongside your hand. Safe.
     Several quiet minutes passed and your heart beat quickly. It was time to take the leap of faith, so you held your breath and positioned yourself over his lap and sat down quickly while simultaneously reaching for his mask and pulling it up.
     To your surprise, he was still sitting there with no reaction even as his face was exposed to you and you were touching him- TOUCHING HIM! Your heart felt like it might explode, so you kept pushing your luck.
     "Michael... I don't want you to go tomorrow," you whispered as you lay your hand on his cheek. His eyes quickly darted down to look at you as your soft lips leaned forward, slowly meeting his. His face remained straight but his eyes darted around a couple times. You kissed him again and he started to tilt his head slightly when your hand trailed down from his chest and towards his waist.
     "Please do something for me before tomorrow," you whispered in his ear as you rest the hand on his inner thigh. You started rubbing his thigh gently and he flinched whenever you strayed from his thigh and moved over a slight bulge in his pants.
     You kept kissing him to distract him and trying to keep his eyes on you, but he watched that hand like a hawk. You were worried he wasn't going to let you unzip the pants of the mechanic suit, but he sat still (or as still as he could) as you unzipped the suit and shakily slid your fingers inside. They were met immediately with warm skin and you remembered he never wears underwear like the weirdo he is.
     He flinched back and shuddered slightly as your fingers rubbed his skin. You searched around until you could fit your fingers around his member and then gently pulled it out of his suit, hesitantly looking down. You gawked at the dick slightly and blinked, it was very large and not even fully hard yet.
     He returned his attention to out the window and let you do as you pleased with him, seemingly not caring. You kept kissing his jaw and his neck, leaving him tiny butterfly hickies as you started stroking his member softly. You could feel him tense up as his member hardened and you blushed at how much more it grew, leaving him with a huge erection.
     You took a deep breath and stood up from his lap to pull down your underwear slowly, then climbed back on. You were shaking nervously as you examined the member sitting in front of you. It was long and hard and had a big vein running along it which seemed to make him tense up when you touched it. It was now or never...
     You shakily propped yourself up and positioned yourself over the head. You tried to lower yourself onto it but the moment the tip came into contact with your entrance, it wouldn't budge any further. You let out a small cry and tried to wrestle it down, but it was too big.
     You looked up at Michael for assistance but he kept his dead stare straight ahead. You wanted this, you needed it before you had to give him up. You sighed sadly and tried to sit up, but large strong hands slammed down on you and you yelped painfully.
     "Michael?!" He pushed on you hard, forcing you down onto him. His member broke your barrier and filled you completely, making you cry out in pain. You trembled as you sat there stuffed and Michael stared at you with an unreadable expression.
     He gripped you tight and began pulling you off of him, you figured you'd gone too far and you'd pissed him off. You know he hates being touched... However, he pulled you up off his member completely and then slammed you back down on it, smashing into you ruthlessly. You let your head fall back as you cried out again. He was merciless and you were scared he'd break you if he kept being so rough.
     Michael's nails dug into you as he slammed you up and down on his hard cock repeatedly, you felt sick to your stomach from the sheer force. He added salt to the wound by thrusting up with his hips when he thrusted his hands down. You cried and gasped for air, it was rough but also felt incredible.
     You were an emotional mess but he didn't mind, he kept going and began to slam you down on him quicker. With every pull up, you felt the head dragging against your tight walls that clenched him. When he shoved you back down, you moaned at how it burst back in and hit your floor.
     Michael was seemingly indifferent to the whole experience, you couldn't quite understand what he was feeling if anything at all. His eyes alternated from piercing violently into your red, teary eyed face to staring out the window at nothing. He kept pounding into you forcefully and you began to shake and hold onto him tightly.
     His speed didn't slow and the feeling of him pumping into you over and over with no stop made you swing your head back with moans. A tingling heat in your stomach kept building until you began shaking uncontrollably as you cried out. You released on him on accident and it soaked his suit, but he didn't stop.
     He kept going with not even the slightest hint of slowing even after you came. You leaned onto him and held on tight as he plowed into you over and over again, pushing you to another climax. Every time you released, his movements became easier and he picked up speed.
     His stamina was incredible, even his breathing was relatively slow for how much he was working out his arms. He hardly made a sound until a few hours in, he began grunting softly. You were about ready to pass out by the time his speed finally began to decrease gradually. His force on the other hand only increased until you could barely breathe from how hard he hammered you.
     He began to shudder slightly as he held you down aggressively on his cock, burying himself inside you completely for a long moment before hot seed burst from him and filled you quickly. The sticky fluid spilled out of you and onto his already messy suit. You could barely make a noise as you melted into him, filled to the brim with his hot cum.
     He didn't look down at you, he just kept watching outside the window. You waiting on him in the sticky mess for several minutes just panting and still moaning softly before you weakly stood up with wobbly legs. You looked out the window and saw the sun was starting to rise, it's Halloween.
     Your heart sank and you turned to look at Michael as he stood. He'd already zipped his suit back up and wiped himself off with his hands and put on his mask. You stepped back towards the window as he walked almost robotically towards you.
     "Michael please no..." Tears filled your eyes and his own eyes panned slowly down towards yours. He grabbed your hand gently and pulled you towards the staircase but you were too weak to fight him. He dragged up to your own bedroom and dropped you carelessly on the floor as he walked over to the bed and grabbed your pillow.
     This is it, he's going to smother me, suffocate me. It's over...
     He shook the pillow loose of its case and tossed it aside handing you the case. You stared at him in utter confusion until he pointed at the sheet and pointed out your bedroom window. "Michael... You want me to go trick-or-treating?" He nodded as he stood there staring at you.
      "... It's barely even morning... Trick-or-treating is at night Michael." He huffed and started pacing around slowly as he stared out the window. You were relieved it didn't seem he was going to hurt you this year...