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Cookies And Cream With Sprinkles And Brownie Bits With Kensei And Shuhei = Marriage Pact + Threesome + 69
Coffee Waffle Cone #3 With Megumi = Friends To Lovers + “Don’t You Dare Walk Away Right Now!”
Birthday Cake With Strawberries And Chocolate Chips With Toji = Amnesia/Mistaken Identity + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Lotus Position
Peanut Butter With M&Ms And Chocolate-Covered Pretzels With Ichigo = Secret Billionaire+Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking+Missionary
Coffee With Whipped Cream And Banana With Kenpachi = Friends To Lovers + Creampie/Breeding Kink + Missionary + Doggystyle
Cherry Flavor With Strawberry Toppings And Banana With Suguru Geto = Hometown/Reunion Love + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Doggystyle
Cookies & Cream Ice Cream, With Maraschino Cherries And Chocolate-Covered Pretzels Izuru Kira = Marriage Pact + Praise Kink, Lingerie, Blowjob +Missionary
Strawberry With Whipped Cream And Banana With Aizen = Enemies To Lovers+Creampie, Breeding Kink+Doggystyle
Vanilla Whipped Cream And Banana With Kensei = High School Sweethearts + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Doggystyle
Strawberry With Whipped Cream And Chocolate Covered Pretzels For Aizen? = Enemies To Lovers + Creampie, Breeding Kink+ Missionary
Birthday Cake With Strawberries And Chocolate With Gojo = Amnesia/Mistaken Identity + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Lotus Position
Vanilla + Strawberries And Chocolate Covered Pretzel With Dear Kento-Kun = High School Sweethearts + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Missionary
Can I Get A Mint Chocolate Chip Waffle Cone #5 With Ukitake = Soulmates + "I Trust You With All Of My Heart."
Cherry With M&Ms And Chocolate Chips With Nanami = Return To Hometown/Reunion Love + Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking + Lotus Position
Butterscotch With M&M's For Kenpachi = Forced Proximity + Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking
Fudge With Whipped Cream And Caramel With Nanami = Captor/Captive + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Thirst Position
Butter Pecan With Whipped Cream And Nutella! (Gojo + Geto) = Love Triangle + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Butterfly Position
Hurt/Comfort-Themed Cherry Waffle Cone Number Two With Hirako Shinji = Return To Hometown/Reunion Love + “Don’t You Dare Walk Away Right Now!”
Fudge Kitkat Banana Ice Cream With Gin = Captor/Captive + Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling + Doggystyle
Peanut Butter Waffle Cone #7 For Kiyotaka Ijicjhi = Secret Billionaire + “Do You Want My Jacket?”
Mint Chocolate Chip With Strawberry And Chocolate Chips With Higuruma = Soul Mates + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Lotus Position
Cherry Waffle Cone #12 With Mr. Nanami Kento = Return To Hometown/Reunion Love+“Of Course I Know The Way You Like Your Coffee.”
Peanut Butter With Whipped Cream And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Nanami = Secret Billionaire + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Missionary
Butter Pecan With Maraschino Cherries And Brownie Bits With Kusakabe And Utahime = Love Triangle + Praise Kink, Lingerie, Blowjob + 69
Strawberry Kitkat With Grimmjow = Enemies To Lovers + Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling
Coffee Flavor On Waffle Cone #16 With Higuruma = Friends To Lovers + "I Never Believed In Love At First Sight Before I Met You
Coffee With Crushed Oreos And Gummy Bears With Gojo = Friends To Lovers+Clit Spanking, Nipple Play, Bondage+Facesitting
Cookie Dough + Marshmallows And Reese's Pieces + Kusakabe = Strangers In A Foreign City + Teasing, Edging, Toys + Cowgirl
Rocky Road With Strawberries And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Toshiro = Teacher/Student + Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond + Missionary
Cotton Candy / Whipped Cream / Nutella With A Side Of Nanami = Secret Admirer+Creampie, Breeding Kink+Butterfly Position
Cotton Candy+ Strawberries With Nanami = Secret Admirer+ Passionate/Romantic Sex, Emotional Bond
Mint Chocolate Chip Waffle Cone #5 With Higuruma = Soul Mates + "I Trust You With All Of My Heart."
Rocky Road, M&M's, And Chocolate Chips With Byakuya = Teacher/Student+Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking+Lotus Position
Chocolate Flavor With Maraschino Cherries With Sum Chocolate Chips On The Side For Higuruma = Boss/Secretary + Praise Kink, Lingerie, Blowjob + Lotus Position
Cookies And Cream With Crushed Oreos And Bananas With Nanami = Marriage Pact + Clit Spanking, Nipple Play, Bondage + Doggystyle
Shuhei Hisagi X Reader Cookies And Cream - Marriage Pact Strawberries - Passionate/Romantic Sex / Emotional Bond Chocolate-Covered Pretzels - Missionary
Coffee, With Whipped Cream, And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Gin Ichimaru = Friends To Lovers + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Missionary
Chocolate, Kitkat And Banana With Geto = Boss/Secretary + Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Hair Pulling + Doggystyle
Mint Chocolate Chip And M&Ms With Aizen = Soulmates + Virginity Loss, Soft Sex, Sweet Talking
Vanilla With Whipped Cream And Chocolate Covered Pretzels With Nanami Kento = High School Sweethearts + Creampie, Breeding Kink + Missionary
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Rock Bottom Ch 5: Taste of God
3.5k words | Corey x Allyson (thinks about y/n & Michael), Corey x Michael (x2),
Corey is no longer in control of his actions, blinded by an incapacitating lust that overpowers his will to live. He grabs the bulge in Michael's jumpsuit with his bloody hand, and his other hand begins to unzip it. Corey is so hungry for Michael's cock he doesn't even stop to free his own from his pants. As he lowers Michael's zipper, the large, calloused hands around his throat relax a little but don't fall away.
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I really got into Corey's POV as you could tell from my recent surge of Michael thirst-posting lol. NSFW
Corey gets on his motorcycle and takes one last look at the entrance to the sewer. That really happened. They killed Doug Mulaney together, then they stood together against the wall, Michael's knife at Corey's throat, raging erections pressed so hard up against each other. The feeling of Michael's hard length against him lingers, and there's a new hope swirling in his soul. He rides to Allyson and Laurie’s house, exhilarated, reliving it all. He keeps seeing Michael coming right at him, stabbing Mulaney on his chest. Michael, jacked full of dark energy, engorged by the kill.
Corey has a completely different life than he did just days before. Michael found him at the edge of darkness, grabbed him by the throat and said, "let's go!" Corey has been in free fall since then, enjoying every seedy minute of it.
As Corey gets closer to Allyson and Laurie's house, he has intrusive thoughts about the web he's weaving. He really doesn't want to introspect - it's such a buzzkill. But the old Corey is still hanging on somewhere inside him and loves to brood. His feelings are a tangled mess of joy and gloom. Lust and bloodthirst. And in the heat of each moment, he's okay with it. But in the back of his mind as the high fades just a little, the possibilities spin like a mobile above a crib. He wants to sleep with Allyson and rub it in Laurie's face. He wants to feel Michael inside him. He wants to be Michael inside of (Y/N). He wants to fuck (Y/N) until she cries. Why should he have to choose?
He wants it all, but of course it's not that simple. Most of the time, he’s graphically sure about what he wants from Michael, but there are moments where he wonders what could possibly come next. He thinks about the things (Y/N) has said about Michael and wonders. Really, how could she possibly know? The fact that (Y/N) is supposedly off limits only makes him want her more. He wants to find out. And then there are the moments where he thinks Michael would be enough - that Michael could own him.
His thoughts turn to Allyson as he parks his motorcycle outside her house. He feels hope for who she could become - who they could become together. And if he's honest with himself, he wants to take her from Laurie. His core is pulled in so many directions. He imagines himself in the Donnie Darko wormhole with multiple paths coming out of his core.
Anxiety takes over. By the time Corey knocks on the door, he's in tears. Allyson's face says he must look like a wreck. He's even more banged up than the last time she saw him. “I don’t know what’s happening to me,” he says. Her eyes blaze with desire. She lets him in.
Corey’s inner turmoil fades away the moment their hands meet.
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Allyson unbuttons Corey's shirt on the way up the stairs, opens the door to her bedroom, then pulls Corey by his jacket onto her bed and he takes off the jacket and button-up. She kisses him hungrily, pulls him into her with her legs, and as soon as she feels his hardness through his jeans, she unbuckles his belt. There’s an urgency about her that Corey can relate to. He wonders if it’s contagious.
Corey kisses Allyson’s soft lips and pulls her tank top over her head, then she pulls his undershirt off. He palms her breasts as they grind into each other desperately. Allyson’s pale cheeks flush red as she frantically unbuttons and unzips him and her small hand grabs his package. At the touch of her hand, Corey can only think of Michael, and his sense of urgency returns.
In Corey's mind, Michael chokes Corey, stabs Mulaney, pins Corey against the wall, slices his jaw. . .
Allyson gropes Corey needily. Her tongue thrusts into his mouth as he unbuttons her jeans and she kicks out of them. She looks so beautiful when she’s needy for him. Her eyes are wild. Her lips are red like a pin-up. Corey pins her to the bed and sucks at her neck. The hardness in his briefs meet the warmth of her panties.
He grinds his arousal into her and thinks of his cock against Michael. Allyson frees his stiff member from his briefs. He shoves a massive hand into her panties and is greeted with the wettest warmth. He needs to taste her. He backs up as he pulls the garment down slowly, kissing her stomach, and aims head downward, but Allyson yanks him back up. She wants him inside her.
Corey thinks of Michael inside (Y/N) and his cock hardens even more.
“I need you,” she says as she pulls him up by the underarms. He kisses her ribcage before he obliges. Once he’s close enough, she grabs his swollen package again. She closes her eyes as she massages it and spreads her legs, bringing it close enough that her pinky grazes her wetness as she moves the skin of his shaft. Corey lays his cock down against her pubic bone first, then she moves it to her entrance and he hears her loud and clear. With one thrust, he plunges into Allyson. She gasps at the stretch of his girth.
He has intrusive thoughts about killing Allyson's ex, Mulaney, with Michael.
Corey’s cock swells even thicker. Allyson feels it and her lips part with a small sigh. He thrusts into her, and she pulls his body into hers. She wants it all, and he doesn’t hold back. He plunges into her with all the power and passion that’s pent up in his core, and he does it again, and again. She melts and moans and mewls, and he only pushes harder.
Corey lasts longer than he has in days. Allyson comes, whining his name, fingering his hair. Clenching around his cock again and again, moaning obscenely – he hopes Laurie can hear – until her whole body relaxes under him and she looks at him, her eyelids heavy with love or lust. Corey tells her he’s close, and Allyson slides out from under him, releasing his cock. She pushes him down on his back. She puts her hair up with a ribbon from her wrist, and promptly replaces her warmth with her pretty little head between his legs. Her ponytail starts to come loose as she sucks his cock with gusto.
As Corey gets ready to come, his mind is just Michael stabbing - his knife into Mulaney, his cock into (Y/N).
His ass clenches and the tension releases all at once with a pulsing deep in his ass and an eruption – no, several — of cum into Allyson’s mouth. She looks up at him with doe eyes as she swallows, her eyes watery.
Corey looks at Allyson and sees an angel. One he doesn’t deserve, but one that can fall – or, preferably, is already falling. He snuggles up behind her and puts his arm over her. She takes his hand in hers and traces the wound. Corey thinks about the way the doctor spoke to her and his veins run cold.
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As Corey drifts off, he falls off a bridge and into a dark river as warm as it is violent. He has no desire to swim to shore. He's swimming lazily, almost floating, with the current. It carries him from fuck to kill to fuck with flashes of the last few days.
Then, he dreams of Halloween 2019. The opulent front door is open. Corey is searching desperately for Jeremy and worrying more and more about Michael Myers as he steps into the attic. Jeremy’s nowhere in sight, but Corey’s mother, Joan, is there. The door slams behind him.
"Corey, there's my baby. You want some custard?" Joan unbuttons her sweater and takes his head in both hands. As she tries to pull his head closer, Corey's muscular neck stiffens in disgust.
Out of nowhere, the huge, silver knife from the kitchen gleams behind Joan and her face contorts as it penetrates her back. Joan begins to fall into Corey, then the mask comes into focus behind her. Michael Myers catches Joan by the hair and yanks her head back toward him. The knife slices Joan's neck, and as blood splatters onto Corey’s glasses, a wave of relief showers him, too. Michael lets Joan’s body fall to the floor in a heap and steps over it. Michael and Corey stand still and Corey gazes through his blood splattered glasses into the warm dark holes of the mask for what feels like forever until he forgets all about Joan.
Michael lets the knife fall to the ground and outstretches his arms. Corey steps forward, hesitantly, into Michael’s broad chest, then relaxes as the large arms engulf him, and Corey feels the strong embrace of a man for the first time in his adult life. The arms tighten around Corey and his core tingles. As soon as Corey’s cock begins to stiffen, the arms tighten more and he can't breathe. He begins wriggling and thrashing, and Michael abruptly lets go, but then Corey feels cold and desperate for his arms. Michael grabs Corey by the throat and slams him into the attic door, and Corey's arousal swells stronger.
Corey reaches for the mask. His fingers tremble as they lift the bottom edge of the off-white rubber, then Michael’s large hand grabs the mask by the face and removes it. Michael’s face and hair looks exactly like the mask. His skin is chiseled but leathered. The should-be whites of his eyes are a glistening black. Michael stands perfectly still and breathes heavily as Corey reaches for the zipper of Michael’s jumpsuit.
As he begins to pull Michael's zipper, Corey finds himself nude. Michael turns him around and violently shoves him against the door face-first and Corey’s breath hitches. Michael breathes loudly in Corey's ear and Corey feels a stiff, pulsing heat meet the small of his back then drag wetly down and up his crack. Corey's lungs are floating in his chest and pleasure shoots from his shaft, through his balls, to his ass, and pulses. He’s rock hard.
Michael's cock wedges head-up between Corey's cheeks, grinds against him, then slides down, finds his hole, and forces its way inside. Corey shudders as he's impaled and feels every bit as full and alive as he knew he would. Michael thrusts again and hits Corey’s most sensitive spot, the one no one has ever touched before, not even himself, the one that throbs at the thought of Michael who continues to bury his length in Corey again and again, banging him hard against the attic door until the door begins to weaken as Corey erupts in his sleep.
The attic door disintegrates and Corey falls over the bannister. As he tumbles through the air nude, he looks up at the attic door. “Michael,” he tries to call out, but the shape in the attic door is Corey himself holding the mask.
Corey wakes up just before he hits the floor. His briefs are damp and he’s grateful he never fully discarded them. Allyson is stirring.
Allyson rolls over toward him and speaks. "Did you. . ."
Heat washes over his face.
"Did you say 'Michael'?"
“It was a nightmare,” he tells her.
She kisses him and falls back to sleep, but Corey doesn’t. He slides out of bed and gets dressed. He doesn’t wake her up, but he leaves a sweet note: “Great night. See you later <3”
When he goes downstairs, he smiles smugly at Laurie on his way out the door. “Nice seeing you again, Laurie.”
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When Allyson’s clinic is about to close, Corey rides his motorcycle there and parks out of view with his scarecrow mask in tow. He watches as Dr. Mathis gets into his Porsche with Deb from the Halloween party, then follows them to the doctor’s house.
Corey creeps around the doctor's property and into the courtyard. He grabs a drycleaning bag from the garbage and waits. When the doctor goes inside, humming obnoxiously, Corey grabs a corkscrew from the faux romantic set-up by the fire pit and hides on the other side of the sliding door waiting for him to come back out. As the doctor reemerges and starts crossing the courtyard, Corey sneaks up from behind and covers the doctor's head in a drycleaning bag.
The doctor grabs at the bag and gasps for air and Corey tightens the bag around him with one large hand, coming down to his knees as the Doctor weakens and his considerable weight falls against Corey. Corey then holds the corkscrew between his thick fingers and stabs him in the neck through the plastic. The doctor's chest rises and falls as he tries desperately to breathe. As he squirms and thrashes his head, blood smears around inside the bag. Dr. Mathis finally stops struggling.
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A sliding door opens and Deb sticks her head out. "Dr. Mathis.?! " She steps forward and sees Corey in his scarecrow mask holding Dr. Mathis in the dry cleaning bag full of blood. As Deb panics to get back inside, Corey drops the doctor and races to the sliding door. She slams his injured hand in the door several times before managing to close and lock it and grab the phone to call 911. She recognizes Corey's mask from the Halloween party, and no one could mistake his strong, husky figure and curly hair. Deb looks at Corey like he's the psycho she always thought. The look wounds and enrages Corey.
Corey sees something. Yes, behind Deb, Michael Myers lurks in the shadows. Corey's heart swells and his whole body feels warm and light. He bangs on the glass for Michael to let him in. Michael lumbers toward Deb and snatches her by the throat, not missing a single beat in his heavy stride toward the wall. As Michael slams Deb up against the large, abstract painting, Corey lifts up his mask and watches intently, unraveling his bandage, giving up on healing, letting the blood flow out, letting all of Michael flow in. He wants to absorb as much as he can from Michael. An incapacitating need floods Corey's body and thickens his cock as he watches his master effortlessly lift Deb by the throat. He holds her against the wall, her feet off the ground.
Michael stabs Deb in the chest with an enormous knife, pinning her through the art to the wall. Her feet dangle from the ground. Corey doubles over in arousal and presses his huge bloody hand to the glass, gazing lustily at Michael. Corey is utterly his, soaking up Michael’s warm, thick, dark energy. Michael slowly turns his head to return Corey's gaze. The intimacy and intensity of the moment between them sends Corey to another level. His chest heaves and he palms himself with his free hand. Michael holds the gaze for a moment then admires his work on the wall before abruptly walking through the kitchen and exiting into the courtyard.
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Corey needs him so bad he can hardly breathe, but Michael is walking away. Corey can't let him leave. "No!," He yells Corey hobbles, tripping over himself, scrambling to reach Michael while he's still in the courtyard. He manages to catch up and cut Michael off. Michael swiftly grabs Corey by the throat, slams him up against the outside of the house, and pins him to the wall with his thigh, adding his second hand around Corey’s neck. "YES," Corey croaks, and locks eyes with the dark holes of the mask. His arousal throbs into Michael's thigh and he can feel the hard shape of Michael's length against him once again.
Corey is no longer in control of his actions, blinded by an incapacitating lust that overpowers his will to live. He grabs the bulge in Michael's jumpsuit with his bloody hand and his other hand begins to unzip it. Corey is so hungry for Michael's cock he doesn't even stop to free his own from his pants. As he lowers Michael's zipper, the large, calloused hands around his throat relax a little but don't fall away.
With Michael’s jumpsuit open, rays of light might as well burst from between his legs. It’s Corey’s first time seeing what Michael’s packing up close. Corey's massive hands wrap around the stiff, veiny shaft. Pre-cum beads at the monstrous tip and Corey salivates. He looks back and forth between the mask’s eye holes, his brows furrowed, silently asking, begging for his cock. Michael lets Corey's head slip through his fingers as Corey begins to fall to his knees.
Corey admires the monster cock head-on just briefly before wrapping his mouth around the head desperately, like it might slip away. He thinks to himself, so this is what God tastes like. He unhinges his jaw and curls his lips over his teeth. He slurps the cock into his mouth, sucking hard enough to pull his head down on the shaft. The girth barely fits in his mouth, and the length certainly doesn’t. It requires his hands. Corey sucks from the back of his throat and his eyes water. He slowly drags the O of his mouth up and down trying to fit a little more of Michael down his throat each time. The head nudges past his tonsils. He unseals his mouth briefly to collect some drool as lube for his hands to stroke the rest that doesn't fit. He even dares to cradle Michael's balls for a moment.
Michael, initially frozen, cradles Corey's head, nestling his large fingers in Corey's locks, causing the scarecrow mask to fall off the top of his head. The gesture of acceptance has Corey feeling high as a kite. He looks up with his dark, watery eyes and the mask looks down at him. He can hardly believe this is happening. Michael Audrey Myers is gazing down at Corey, cradling his head as he sucks him off. Corey feels chosen.
He wants to please Michael better than anyone else possibly could. He lacks experience and relies largely on instinct, but it seems to come naturally. He uses his tongue and the pressure of his teeth through his lips and sucks with his throat, creating a vacuum around the shaft. Michael is tall. Corey sits up higher on his knees to try more of a downward angle. Michael moans softly and looks upward as his abdomen flexes against Corey's forehead. The tears in Corey‘s eyes threaten to overtake his waterline already. Corey's throat bobs as he continues sucking and stroking, then feels a twitch in his mouth, followed by a pang in his taint and that special place.
Michael's hands begin to move Corey's head, shoving his length down his throat. Corey gags and he likes it. He’s grateful for every thrust, every inch. His mouth is stretched so wide the corners hurt. And he's drooling. His eyes prickle and tears run down his cheeks. Then, Michael’s cock pulses and Corey’s mouth pulses with it.
Michael places one hand against the wall and his other hand engulfs the crown of Corey's head, forcing him down on his cock as he erupts in Corey's throat. The pulsations are so strong, bursting every two seconds, the swell of his cock filing Corey’s mouth as cum trickles down his throat. Corey struggles to keep his mouth sealed, not wanting to waste a single drop of Michael's seed. He swallows with every pump.
When Michael is finished, he takes his hands off the wall and Corey's hair. Corey lets go of this cock with a kiss and looks up again, desperate for Michael's approval. But, Michael doesn't look back. He merely zips up his jumpsuit and continues walking the same direction he was going, like nothing happened. Corey is left on his knees, painfully hard, alone, and rejected. And yet, he’s also brimming with joy that Michael is inside him, in a way. Such a vital part of Michael is inside him, and he can feel it in every part of his being.
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Corey uses his sweater to wipe drool off his mouth and massages his jaw. Then, he unbuckles his jeans. He closes his eyes and his large hand strokes his throbbing, aching member, still feeling the ghost of Michael against his body and in his mouth. He's startled by the sound of faint footsteps and opens his eyes to red and blue flashing lights illuminating the fog over the fence toward the street.
The lights go dark, and the footsteps grow clearer. Corey puts his dick away, crouches low to the ground, and scurries into the shadows, past the sliding door, against the outside wall of the house. He's squatting down next to the glass, still in need of relief, but he tries hard to focus. As he looks for somewhere to hide, static sounds from a walkie talkie.
"Haddonfield Sheriff's Office," (Y/N)'s voice announces. A bright light approaches.
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