Two Murderers (Jeff the Killer x Reader)

More Training

He caressed my inner thigh, lowering his mouth-

"Wake up. Training," I heard Jeff say.

I groaned a protest, of course. I was in the middle of the best dream ever.

"Kitten, c'mon," he grabbed my legs and dragged me out of bed. Literally.

"EHHHHHHHHH!"  I slid onto the floor, a big heap.

"Oh, you're lucky I love you."

"Mmhmm." My brain couldn't form thoughts or words at the moment.

"Come on," he pressed his lips to mine, the electricity between us making me wide awake.

"DADDY!" I screamed. "Wait... what."

"WHAT!"

"Uhhhhhhh... nothing!" I got up and ran into the kitchen, almost knocking EJ over.

"Woah, where you going in such a hurry?"

"I uh... uhh."

"You what?"

"IcalledJeffdaddyonaccident!" I quickly said.

Do you know what he does? He just bursts out laughing.

"You... did... what?"

"I accidentally called Jeff daddy..." I explained, slower.

"Now that's funny. What'd he say?"

"He said 'WHAT!'"

"Hah. Well, Slender said you're supposed to train with Jeff this morning."

"Shit."

"Yeah... oh well. You'll live"

"Maybe..."

About five minutes later, Jeff comes into the kitchen. EJ left us alone and walked into the living room.

"So, that was awkward." Jeff started.

"Yeah... sorry about that."

"Hey, don't be sorry," he caressed my cheek, "it was actually kind of sexy."

"Puh-lease don't make me start a daddy kink."

"Don't worry, I won't."

"Okay, good."

"Now, to training," he said, taking my hand and leading me to the training room.

Once we arrived, he started running. I ran after him, determined to beat him in a race.

"I... will... win!" I pushed passed him. I looked back to find a surprised Jeff, stumbling.

"How?" he asked, catching up to me.

"Pure determination," I replied.

"Hmph."

Then Jeff passed me again, but I shoved him off the track and ran passed him again.

"HEY! That's cheating!" he called.

"Not in my book!" I called back.

"FUCK YOU!"

"I know you would!"

"You're right!"

I stopped in my tracks, skidding. "Wait, what?!"

"HAH! Catch ya later!" Jeff said as he sped by.

"YOU DIRTY LITTLE--" I ran as fast as I could, my lungs and legs aching. I was gonna drop within the next couple of laps.

"HAAAAAHHHHH!"

After this happening for roughly five more minutes, Jeff suddenly stops and I run into him.

"You should always be fast to stop, what if I was a cliff? You would've just run off into the abyss."

"Yeah... I just wasn't expecting you to stop so suddenly."

"And you wouldn't expect to see a cliff."

"Fair point."

"Okay, now that we got the speed part down, we're gonna test strength. You gotta pin me down and keep me pinned for a whole minute. If I get up, that minute resets. Questions?"

"What if you pin me for a minute?"

"Then I win and I get to do whatever I want to you. If you win, you can do whatever you want to me."

"I like it, when do we start?"

"Now!" he lunged. I quickly moved to the side, then pounced on him, wrapping my legs around his waist and trying to choke him. He just throws me off and pins me down.

"Screw you," I said.

"You would,"

"Not denying it." I pushed him off of me and got on top of him. I sat on his stomach, keeping his arms pinned.

"I like this position, too bad I can't stay this way," he kissed me and rolled over, so he was on top.

"Shit. Me too," I whispered in his ear while I rolled him so I could be on top. I managed to keep him there a good thirty seconds before he flipped over and got on top, pinning me so I couldn't move.

I managed to get a leg free, so I gently kneed his balls, causing him to double over and let go of me,

"YOU LITTLE BITCH YOU WILL PAY!" and with that, he tackled me again, this time with much more force. I think he was going easy on me before. Oh, shit.

Before I could act, he grabbed his knife and just barely nicked my throat before realizing it was me, and he immediately backed off.

"Shit, I'm so sorry. I went full sicko mode. Are you okay?" he asked, seeming worried.

"I'm fine, just a little scratch," I said, feeling the place where he cut me. It stung, like any other cut, but I was fine.

"Baby, I'm so sorry..."

"Its fi-- wait, did you just call me baby?"

"Uhh..."

"Gotcha!" I tackled him, pushing him to the ground while he was distracted.

"Fuck!" he tried to get me off, but he couldn't move. I had him trapped.

A whole minute went by without him able to move.

"Fucking... you win. Let me up."

"HAH!" I laughed in his face. I then gently pressed my lips to his, missing the feeling of him against me.

He kissed back, of course.

"Kitten, I truly am sorry for almost killing you."

I gazed into his dreamy blue eyes, "There's nothing to be sorry for."

I leaned in and kissed him again. This time, he returned it with more force.

We ended up fiercely making out for a good ten minutes.

"I love you, (Y/N)," Jeff whispered against my lips.

"I love you too, Jeffery."

He lowered his mouth to my jawline, planting gentle kisses. He then moved onto my neck. Then my collarbone.

"Your skin is so smooth. Like a chinchilla's coat," he complimented.

I blushed. "Thanks."

"Well, you passed today. Tomorrow, I'm taking you out on a date."

"OMG really?!" I squealed.

"Yep."

"I love youuu!" I threw my arms around him.

"I love you too," he hugged back. We walked out of the training room, hand in hand, and into Jeff's room.

Jeff and I sat on the bed. He held me while I fell asleep in his arms.