Scrutinized | Tanner x Reader

chapter 4 ~

notes: cw later there's a scene where you and tanner get touchy so sorry bout that. just saying this book won't necessary be entirely sfw and it will have some nsfw parts so mayybe don't read this if you don't want nsfw scenes but i'll let y'all know if there's anything nasty up ahead B)

A small shove interrupted your sleep. You groaned softly, reaching your hand to shoo whoever was bothering you. Another hand, a hand that was colder and bigger than yours intertwined with yours. Your eyes fluttered open, to see Tanner's deep brown eyes locked on you again. You let out a small yelp and pulled your hand back, slipping under the blanket. Tanner laughed,

"Good morning to you too, sweetheart ~" he cooed. You stuck your head out of the blanket and looked at him. Tanner didn't have his tie on, and a few buttons on his shirt was undone. "Don't call me that." You said sternly, which you immediately regretted as Tanner grabbed your arm and pulled you towards him. Tanner had never grabbed you like that before, so you whimpered and tried to pull yourself away. He let go after a few seconds and you pulled your arm under the blanket. Tanner sighed, "Sorry." He muttered, immediently snapping out of his angry state and returning back to his calm but intimidating state."Anyway..." he said, sighing.

"To put it nicely, you, uh," he started, his fingers twitching, "stink." You rolled your eyes, your head sinking further into your blanket. "Don't worry, because I'm so, so kind, I'll let you have a shower." You almost had to laugh, Tanner letting you shower in your home? How kind of him! As your mind wandered, a thought made your eyes lit up. A chance to escape? Some alone time without the fear of being interrupted? It was all appealing to you. You nodded. Tanner scoffed and leaned in further towards you, "Look at me." You groaned, your eyes glancing up at him, but it wasn't enough. Tanner put your chin in his hands and pulled your head upwards, your eyes widening a small bit. Tanner studied your face, smiling and letting you go.

"Up you get." He said, standing up himself, and you following behind him. You crept behind him, you never knew how tall he really was until you were right next to him, he could easily overpower you. This was going to be a lot harder than you thought... Tanner grasped your arm, holding it tightly so you couldn't move away from him. He pretty much dragged you to your bathroom. Once you were both inside, he locked the door behind him and let go of you, a red mark now forming on your arm from where he grabbed you. You rubbed the mark softly, ever so glancing at Tanner as he pulled out some clothes, but they didn't look like yours however, they were too big to be yours. The shirt he gave you had some of his hair on it, yep, these were definitely Tanner's clothes.

"Alright," Tanner said, smiling at you, "just get in and wash yourself. You can wash your hair another time." ... silence... "A-Are you gonna leave?" You asked with a whimper, and Tanner crossed his arms. "No? So you can do who knows what in here? I don't think so." Tanner was smirking at you the whole time, which made you shutter.

"Can you at least turn around?" You asked, making Tanner's smirk lower a little. He groaned, "Fine. I will once you get in." A small bead of sweat ran down your head, better to get this over and done with. You took off your shirt in the most unsexy way possible, doing the same to your pants, all while Tanner was looking at you. His smirk didn't seem to go down, he just kept up his cheerful act, which was obviously a load of shit.

Eventually, all your clothes were removed. With a sigh you hopped in the shower and turned it on, cold water immediently spewing from the shower head and hitting you. Once the water hit you you let out a squeal and moved out of the way of the water. Tanner chuckled over your little yelp, but he eventually kept his promise and turned around to face the other way.

Your anxiety calmed down a little, finally giving you the confidence to wash yourself. Though Tanner had turned around, your eyes didn't leave him, you didn't trust him enough. Tanner was fidgety to say the least, he couldn't stop moving his arms and legs. First his arms were crossed then a few seconds later his arms were at his sides, his fingers twitching. It was obvious he was trying his best not to snap and do god knows what. Washing yourself felt awful. Although it felt nice to get all the grime and dust off of yourself, touching your own naked body with soap while Tanner was in the same room made you uncomfortable. The thought of him washing you kept creeping into your mind when you were scrubbing at your legs and thighs. You could've thrown up at that moment from your nerves and disgusting thoughts. Eventually you were all clean, which felt nicer than before. You turned off the shower and stepped out, only for Tanner to shoot around to look at you, causing you to squeal again.

This time Tanner got a good look at you, fully naked and covered in water. His smirk widened to show his teeth and his fingers twitched harder. You tried to cover yourself, but what was the point? Tanner had already seen you. The taller man grabbed a towel that laid on a small rack and went up behind you, wrapping it around your back. You felt a small speck of hope, that was up until Tanner started drying you. His head rested near your ear as he dried you, the towel going all over you. Eventually, Tanner got to that bit of you, the towel wiping all the water off of your crotch. You whimpered, which Tanner heard, causing his hand to reach further near you.

You didn't know how to feel. To feel disgusted or to feel turned on? But you played along with his game, grabbing his hand and pushing it a little further near you. "Eager? Huh?" He cooed into your ear. The fact he was turning you on almost made you feel sick, something about this felt right, but at the same time it didn't. Tanner kissed your neck softly, which got another whimper out of you. Tanner's other hand, which was on your thigh was gripping into you. Suddenly, Tanner stopped, he let out a small "gah" sound and he took a step back. You turned to face him, he was biting on one of his fingers roughly to the point where he left his teeth marks into his own flesh.

"G-Get changed, hurry up, it's late." He said sternly, still biting on his finger. Confused, you shivered, putting the oversized clothes on. Once they were on, you noticed Tanner had stopped biting on his hand, and he was twitching again. "Good. You know, you look so good in my clothes." He said, his arms wrapping around you. The hand he was biting was resting on his elbows as he hugged you, so you got a good look at his finger. It was bleeding, you swear Tanner must've bitten so hard he almost ripped a chunk of flesh out, but on closer inspection it didn't look as bad at first. You turned your head to your right, looking at the reflection in your window.

"I think so too..." you said, your hand making it's way to rest on Tanner's arm. He squeezed you tighter in his grip, which got a small laugh out of both of you. "C'mon," he said, "let's get you to the attic."

Walking out of the bathroom and looking past a window, it was still day outside. But it was the small lock on your window that caught your attention. Just as you thought you could try and escape... Tanner was still gripping onto you as you were walking. It was obvious he still didn't trust you, otherwise he wouldn't be gripping onto you. Small steps, you thought.

"H-Hey Tanner," you started, Tanner immediently turned his head to look at you, "how's your finger? I noticed it was bleeding." Tanner looked down at his other hand, which had his still bleeding finger. "It's fine. I just do that sometimes when I get... overwhelmed." Before you could open your mouth to speak, Tanner opened the attic and pretty much dragged you up it. He let go of you, causing you to fall to the ground. You looked up at him and his usual smile had now turned into a resting frown. "I have work to do, I'll come get you for dinner." Was his last words before slamming the door and locking it behind him.

You rubbed at your arm, breathing heavily. You crawled over to the blanket you slept with last night and wrapped yourself in it. Downstairs you could heard muffled speech, it was no doubt Tanner speaking to someone, or maybe it was him talking to himself. You ignored it, though, resting your head on the floor and closing your eyes. However, the though of Tanner touching you again crept into your mind. It kept replaying in your mind over and over, it was driving you mad. You eventually felt tired and drowsy as you drifted off to sleep, the thought still replaying in your mind. Over and over again.