The Shape from past

Chapter 22

Warning! Sexual content!

(Y/n)'s POV

Michael and I were sitting on the couch together. The atmosphere was awkward as neither of us did anything. I was looking at everything else than Michael while  his eyes were clued onto the fire. I turned to look at him to see that the fire was shining in his dark eyes. The fires red light was making his pale skin rose colored. I felt a smile form on my lips and I press my head against his shoulder. I hear him start to breathe little harder.

"Do you like the fire?" I lift my eyes to his masked face. He stares down at me but then he gives me a little nod. "I like it too." I say to him and turn to look at the burning light. "The way it destroys everything in its way but the way that after everything is gone, life still finds a way to work it out." He tilts his head and looks at it again. I give his arm a little kiss which makes his gaze turn towards me.

"I think we should get back home. The cats will get worried if we don't go back soon." I get up from the couch and start to walk towards the fire. Before I could extinguish the fire Michael puts his hand over my shoulder. He turned me to face him and he shakes his head. I guess he didn't want to go back right now. "But Michael! We need..." I was stopped when the mask's lips touch mine.

He pushed me onto the couch after the little kiss. "Michael?" I say to him as he gets on top of me. The time he choked me came in my mind and fear rushed through me. His breathing was harder than before as he pushed my legs apart and laid between them. I felt a heavy blush form on my cheeks as he rubbed himself against me. He leaned his face against my neck and he took in my scent. He's heavy breathing was making me feel hot.

He slid his other hand in my hair and takes a hold on it. I wince in pain and tilt my head upwards so there wouldn't be so much pain. His hold was powerful which made me feel worried. His other hand traveled down my stomach and inside of my pants. "Michael!" I moan out when his fingers brush against my clit. I moan and lift my hands on his shoulders. His fingers were pressing against me harshly.

He didn't seem to know exactly what he was doing but he seems to just do what his instincts were saying to him. He turns his head to look at me. His eyes were full of lust. It made my heart beat faster and blood rush through my veins. His eyes leave from my eyes to my lips. He presses the mask's lips against mine again. His breathing was still heavy but he pushes his fingers against me harder. I moan against the mask's lips but he seems to notice my entrance.

His fingers brush against it but then he pulls his hand away. I turn to look at him, my feelings mixing together. There was confusion, disappointment, anger and need for more! He pulls my jeans and panties off of me which made me blush harder. Sure, he has seen me naked but he hasn't seen my private parts that closely! And this was getting more and more embarrassing by every passing minute.

He moved his gaze to my pussy and tilted his head in confusion. He moved his hand over my labia and moved them to the side so he could look at the entrance. He tilted his head to the other side which made me feel embarrassed. What was he thinking about me?! If he was even thinking about anything! He pushed his finger in which makes me moan. It was unfamiliar to me and it felt weird but good.

I look at in his eyes and I see that he was looking at me with curiosity. He twists his finger which made me arch my back. I felt something form in my gut already. He starts to move his hand quickly and I can't help but to try to close my legs. This made him growl at me which makes me feel little uneasy. He lets go of my hair and took a hold on my shirt. "M-Michael..." I whisper to him as he pulls his hand away from between my legs.

I look at him in confusion but then he lifted his knife. Terror ran through my veins as I look at the knife. Was he going to kill me now? What did I do?! "Michael... Don't!" I say to him as he lowers the knife to my stomach. I was terrified that he was going to kill me like all the others. He cuts open my shirt and bra. I look at him with wide eyes as he brings the knife to my throat. I feel some tears form in my eyes.