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Happy Halloween (Michael Myers X Reader) (18+)

WOAHHHH.. SMUT...??? WOAH WOAH..
yeah guys.. smut warning 😳🙈 this my first time writing this shit sooo.. be nice 🙈..

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Y/N nervously gripped the side of the bed, her agitation leaning her into what Michael's dark, steamy mind had to offer. She plucked the bed, slim fingers scuffling across the soon-to-not-be-so clean sheets.

'Well? Are you going to do anything or just.. arch there?' The word she was looking for was loom. Michael Myers was, infact, looming above her, making him look more superior than she was. He had the advantage of looking powerful, giving him dominance over most things. Strictly including the bedroom. His eyes wandered to your plump breasts, pupils measuring their beautiful size. And how well they'd fit inside his mouth.

Michael silently let out a sour chuckle, imagining you reacting to his vile thoughts. Unbeknownst to him, you'd quite enjoy that sinful imagination of his.

Y/N was tense. She braced her whole body, as-if Michael was going to harm you. That was not what he had in mind. He wanted to clear your conscience and put your ideas to rest. Michael's big hand reached for his mask and swiped it up, revealing the scratches and scars on his face. He still was a very handsome fellow, though. Especially to you.

Your face began to fall flat with ease and comfort. The hand that went to rip off his mask then swooped towards your own maskless face, caresses your soft skin and trying to give you an unspoken comfort. It somewhat did in a way, until Y/N decided to enhance the moment's atmosphere. Her tongue grazed her own lips and then slowly began to lick his salty, rusted fingers. The wet muscle licked up and down his middle and index finger, throwing in the random kiss or nibble.

This made Michael indeed hard.

Michael arched his back from the tent growing and even tightening in his pants. My God, he did not want you to stop. Not at all. The buff male's eyes kept swinging back to your actions. You were really getting into it. The motion of your head when sucking on his fingers made him melt. In the midst of it all, he felt your cocky little smirk graze his skin. Oh, so it was going to be like that, eh?

Ignoring the strong sensation gesturing around his cock, he plunged towards you, somewhat surprising you and making you tumble backwards onto the soft sheets. 'I...'

Embarrassment flushed around her face, the colour from the emotion making you gaze your eyes right back onto his. Your thighs tingled around the small contact it had with his hard member. 'You seem.. very excited.' Y/N mumbled, playfulness glinting within her eyes and the familiar feeling lingering within her tone. Michael's beast like eye's stared back down at you, his breathing becoming shaky as his pupils inhaled the sight of your beautiful body and it's position.

The angelic sight caused Michael to reach down one of his strong, stiff arms and pull down his pants. He bit his lip in anticipation and couldn't help but sneak a peak at your nervous looks and shuffles. You were excited without a doubt, but also anxious.

After his pants left his legs, his fingers fumbled around quickly and raced over to your shirt, clinging onto the fabric and enticing his brain at the thought of tearing them off. Though, he stopped himself, not wanting to make you more unsteady than you already were. This was your first time. He wanted to make this a good memory for you. Michael then began to pick at the buttons, undoing every single row.

The stalker got a stuck on the third and fourth one, though, gaining a chuckle from you as his face slightly raises into a taunted expression. Atleast you weren't as nervous as you were before. He in fact sponsored the idea of comedic relief and began to lightly tickle your belly, attracting laughter from your throat. Your hands slapped the side of his skin playfully, words such as 'M-Michael..! Stop..!' or 'Pleaseee..! I-It's too much..!' leaving your lips with the laughter accompanying it along the way.

He slightly grinned at your cute little reactions.

Y/N decided to the rest of the job for him, unclipping her bra. Michael's eyes could not resist the temptation of looking and greedily eyed what was his. He hungrily licked his lips and started to play with the bud of your nipple, his tongue wrapping around your swollen boob. Her moans could not be swallowed and she comfortably let loose of the noises, gripping onto his hair and letting him pleasure you. His other big hand completely massaged your other breast, refusing to not give it any attention. 'O-Ooh.. M-Michael..~ A-Ah..~~' You groaned, shuffling around in complete bliss as he tended to your chest area.

Michael believed that your noises were complete bliss to his ears, quite content knowing that he was pleasuring you. He couldn't help but quickly look up at you, capturing your facial expressions when he toyed with you. He absolutely craved this.

Y/N ushered his head up and brought his whole figure upward, Michael now laying on his knees. He wiped his mouth, his long, buff arm removing any excess from the moment you two just shared. Your face rose to a deep red at the sight. Her knees shuffled over towards him, seating herself on his portion. She bit her lip at his boner, noting that it somehow got harder without him doing anything about it. Michael wasn't going to pressure you into anything. He rather pleasure you before he got his own turn. Y/N started to slowly grind up and down on his erection, soothing the untouched boner.

Michael unexpectedly groaned in pleasure, his thoughts originally thinking that he was going to be the one to pleasure tonight. His big hands clapped around your ass, helping you grind on his dick and build a motion. The only thing keeping you both from doing the actual deed was the underpants you both had on. He quickly grabbed you like it was nothing and hovered you in the air with his muscular hand, sliding off his boxers and your own pair.

You squirmed around like a kitten as he slowly readjusted the position you both were originally in, entering his cock into your ass. You mewled out a moan, pain hitting your backside. Michael tried to calm you down by nuzzling into your neck and kissing it, his pecking hopefully distracting the feeling. 'O-Okay.. you can move now.' she confirmed, trying to wiggle out the tears in her eyes. Almost asif he read your thoughts, his thumb went to remove the tears and his arm guided your back up and down.

You let him do the work, your eyes closed shut as you tried to accumulate pleasure. After awhile, the feeling did begin appear and wash over Y/N's body. She let out small moans and groans, indicating that whatever Michael was doing, it was good.

The slasher began to pick up pace when your moans spilled out, almost asif he was wanted to hear those angelic noises he wasn't fully accustomed to. 'R-Right there..!'

Michael fucked your G-spot, receiving the moans and groans that left your lips. The stalker also left out some busty groans too of his own, experiencing the same amount of pleasure. Your walls around his cock began to get tighter and he sped up, knowing you were very close to cumming. 'M-Michael I-I.. think i'm going t-to..!-'

Her words did not meet her actions and she orgamsed, her fluids squirting all over Michael's member. He went slow, letting her ride out her first orgasm. 'N-Nghggh.. M-Michael..' she moaned, hands wrapping around his neck. Myer's jammed his cock into your ass, spewing out his own cum and storing it warmly in there. Y/N flopped onto Michael's chest, full of his warm cum, some of the seed dripping out her ass. 'T-That was great..' she hardly let out, slowly falling asleep on his shoulder. He huddled her back to bed, cradling her within his arms.

Y/N was fast asleep. Michael's eyes peered down at her restful form, relieved that she was okay.

It was a night you two wouldn't go forgetting soon.

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happy halloween hotties. my first lemon huh..? 😍😱