Identity V Fem! Reader x Hunters: The Drawing Game

Night 2

After another meeting, the host of the "game," Jack The Ripper, picked you up off the ground. By thus time you had picked up on all their names. You had also become sore all over, your unfit arms and legs tired of fighting back Joseph last night, and the drag to the meeting room.
     As Jack carried you, your back was resting within his large cage-like claws. Your face was inches away from his blades. He hummed to himself in delight about you.
   It was no use to struggle anymore. You had already lost your virginity to Joseph anyway, so it can't feel as bad. You began to think to yourself that there are many whores in the world, and they go through this maybe every day. Surely you can handle it.
     Jack tipped you to the floor on your feet, not worried about you escaping. He already knew you had been broken and trained properly enough to obey the hunters. Once the door opened, you quietly and reluctantly followed him inside his room. It had the same dimensions as Joseph's, except for the unusually tall ceiling. There were many green, red, clear, and yellow glass vases. Each one carrying an assortment of both dead and alive flowers. You noticed roses, sunflowers, and even daisies. What a hopeless romantic.
     "Do you like my flowers, Miss?"
You thought for a bit. "They are quite elegant."
He took his mask off and smiled. His face looked like its features were painted over with 100 layers of white paint. He lacked a mouth until he smirked and it seemed to crack out of his face. He had no noticable eyes, just shallow carved areas where they're meant to be (you know what everyone looks like), and his gaze seemed curious about you.
     He beckoned you to sit across from him at his small circular wooden table. The dark oak glowed with the help of the candlelight nearby and the dim chandelier. Everyone here is so rich for antisocial villains. In the center of the table was another vase, clear, and holding a single rose.
He spoke up again. "We know your name now, (y/n)."
You felt disappointed.
"Joseph couldn't tell us, so instead I got some humans to."
Wow, he's great at dating (No). Starting off by forcing knowledge to me about forcing others to give him knowledge about me! This makes no sense!
Jack continued. "Tell me about yourself, Miss (y/n)."
You told him about your past, before you were captured by him and the hunters. You described your favorite things to do.
"That's adorable." He responded. His attempts to please you made you feel half safer. It was a much better improvement than Joseph's immediate goal last night. He continued talking to you, but this time softer. "(Y/n,) how can I be a better date?"
You thought for a moment. "You're doing well . . . Jack. I think you should work on asking more intriguing questions about me- about the good things; however, telling me interesting things about yourself too."
     His hand without the long claws caressed his chin as he thought to himself. He continued the date. "Can you guess my favorite flower- the one I play with when I'm sad?"
"Sunflowers?"
He was happily surprised. "Precisely! Roses are too hostile to sad men like me. Their flaming beauty only makes me feel lonelier. Sunflowers on the other hand symbolize letting go, like Autumn's falling leaves. They're also so big and modest . . . Do you see me like a sunflower? Do you love me even a little? Am I better than the rest?"

[NO: "I should take some time for myself to become a better gentleman. Apologies." After some more tea time, he went to bed, and you slept on a rug."
[YES/LEMON: "You actually are evidently the biggest gentleman. Everyone else may just mercilessly rape me without a word first. Thank you for this date. it's wonderful."
"I'm glad." He smiled, and you leaned forward, lowering your eyelids. He blushed. His skin so moonlight white that he literally turned red in the face. He also leaned slowly forward. He was so tall, that he could reach you; his lips met yours. The kiss was sweet, and he broke the kiss to gently scoop you up off your seat, and place you onto his bed. Standing in front of you, he made a shy request. "May I . . . ?"
"Yes Jack." You interrupted him before he could even ask for your permission. He was actually deserving.
He kissed you again, his long, thin, light pink tongue smoothly slid into your mouth with his kiss, mingling and wrapping around yours passionately. As abnormal as his body was, he was proving to be the most intricate "lover" of all the hunters. You helped him unbutton his shirt, revealing his slightly toned white chest. You blushed, and he did too. Suddenly he gained confidence and removed his bottom clothes (the hat stays on -JK), exposing his long dick, which was light pink and darker pink at the tip.
     You blushed at his length. He removed your dress, bra, panties, and leggings which the hunters had forced you to wear earlier that day. They liked it when you dressed cute.
     Jack then crawled on top of you as your back was against the dark green and golden covers of the bed. He trailed his tongue slowly down your neck, and to your left nipple. He wrapped his slender tongue around it, and tugged it repeatedly, milking gasps from your lips. His erection grew from the sight of your naked body and your sounds. It grazed your crotch a little above it and some of his precum clinged to your skin. He continued sucking your breasts, and you decided to pleasure him back in return. You lightly grazed his sensitive, slender neck with your fingers, and he shuddered.
    When he decided you were wet enough, He kissed your body from your chest and all the way down to your entrance. He used his normal hand to spread your folds apart, and licked your clit a little, causing you to moan his name under your breath.
     Your words immediately turned him on to the maximum, and he lifted his head from your area, crawled further on top of you, and pressed his tip to your entrance. Looking down into your eyes, he was so tall that you had to tilt your head back to see him. You gave him a submissive and needy look, and he decided it was time.
     He slowly pushed himself into you, and the feeling of your moist and warmth hugging his member made him tilt his head back and groan in ecstacy. He slowly began to pump in and out of you, a wet squishing noise loudly filled the room from your intercourse. He hit the back of your pussy, and it hurt from his speed and length. "Ah, AH" You continued moaning for him, your volume increasing his speed.
"Oh, my dear, . . . I'm about to . . fill you." He spoke in between breaths.
You wanted it, you wanted to feel his warmth fill you. "Please Daddy Jack, do it, I want it so bad!"
Jack pushed himself to the back of you, threw his head back, and panted as he squirted his hunter semen within you.
"I love you so much (Y/N.)"
"I love you too, Jack."
You slid under the covers, and he joined you. You slept with your ass against his dick, and he hung his giant claw over the bed frame to keep you safe.