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Loki Oneshot

Author's Note: wazzzzzzzzzzup??? So I am writing the second chapter of the Loki series I started it's a wip. I'm trying to write in between work, moving, and life in general so please be patient. Please enjoy instead this Oneshot that was on my mind. Enjoy!

***Start***

It had been months since being named the Goddess of Healing and Ailwyn learned new things everyday. She had learned many things from several people and walked among humans on midgard with Thor learning some of their ways, she learned the caution of hindsight from Heimdall, studied the teachings of Frigga's medicinal library. She was learning to answer prayers and how to aid her worshippers and had become exceedingly good at it. There was, however, one thing she couldn't learn. Or one person rather....a man... Loki.

Ailwyn had been rather fond of the god of mischief for as long as she could remember. Her feelings wavered for awhile when Loki overtook the throne after Thor had been banished, though she would admit seeing him rule did turn her on a bit. However, her love for him never died even if the flame dwindled ever so slightly. He was there at her ceremony and they even shared a dance together. One filled with unspoken tension and emotion. She had sworn she had seen curiosity sparkle in this spring green eyes of his. He hid it well though. VERY well.

"Where has the little butterfly gone?"

Her emerald eyes opened and she looked down to see she was indeed floating above her throne and looking down at the infamous Loki himself. Bringing herself down to the ground she cleared her throat.

"Loki. It's not often you wonder into the Goddesses Temple. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Unbeknownst to her his gaze followed her as she passed by him. He watched her loose but form fitting gown hug her form and accentuate the movement of her hips. His gaze moving up her noted how her dark chestnut colored hair fell in soft ringlets along her back, seeming to bring our the color of her creamy alabaster skin. She was absolutely gorgeous and worthy of the title of goddess. He had watched her grow from child to the breathtaking woman that stood before him. He had to keep his composure. Smoothing back his hair he chuckled and followed her through a garden she kept.

"I just happened to be this way and seeing as you are the newest goddess I'd check on you. See if there was anything I could provide for you or...educate you on."

This wording grabbed her attention and she glanced at him as she checked on a new plant hybrid between a pomegranate and a cherry. She called it a Pimrey. It was the size of a cherry but tasted like a combination of both cherry and pomegranate.

"Educate me? On things such as what? Manners? I think I could teach YOU that."

There it was. Her quick tounge he had come to adore. He lived for the small bangers they exchanged with one another. Not many people matched him in that realm.

"Careful butterfly...you wouldn't want to be ensnared by the spider's web would you?"

Ailwyn rolled her eyes and threw an apple at him that he caught one handed.

"You wouldn't be threatening me would you Loki? I'm sure your father raised you to know better than to threaten a goddess."

She watched him take a bite from the apple and she swallowed a bit too thickly when the apples juices rolled out the corners of his mouth. Absentmindedly she licked her lips but noticed his gaze lock onto the small movement. That's when she knew. He hadn't come here to "check on her", he had come to finally tell her how he felt in a way that only he knew how.

"Ah. I see...well, I mean no harm," wiping his mouth his gaze flicked back up to meet hers, "I shall leave you to your prayers butterfly."

Turning on his heel, he continued to eat the apple and panicking she reached out to him with magic halting and surprising him.

"Ailwyn.... release me butterfly."

She walked in front of him and took the apple flinging it across the room.

"I was enjoying that."

"What do you want Loki?"

The pair gazed at each other, heat seeming to intensify between the two. The games had to end. It had to be now or never.

"I told you why I came...unless you do need me I do need to return to the palace."

She stared him down for a moment longer then bowed her head releasing him and stepped back.

"Very well my lord."

Starting to walk off she pulled out her chapstick she had gotten from earth catching his attention once more as she placed it on her lips.

"What are you doing?"

She glanced at him confused before answering, "Putting on chapstick. I got it from Earth when I went with Thor last month."

Coming back to stand in front of her he watched, gaining a look of concern from her.

"What flavor is it?"

"Strawberry why?"

He studied her gaze and knew what to say now to gain her back.

"Could I have some?"

A giggle escaped her lips as she went to hand him the tiny capsule.

"Sure, kind of hard to-"

Before she could finish her sentence she was caught off guard by his lips crashing to hers in a hot feverent kiss. Backing up she let him pin her to the wall as the kiss deepened their tongues battled for dominance. Heat coiled inside her belly seeming to fan out in waves as his lips moved against hers.

Finally, he pulled back looking into her eyes and resting his forehead to hers panting. Leaning up slightly she pecked his lips over and over until he chuckled cupping her cheek with one hand.

"You...." Licking his lips he hummed in appreciation, "are a temptress..."

Pressing her body to his and surprised when he pulled her closer with his other hand she smiled.

"Took you long enough darling...I was beginning to think you'd never notice me."

Feigning shock he placed a hand on his chest as if she had wounded him.

"Not notice you? I think every man on Asgard has noticed how beautiful you've become and how disappointed they'll be to know that you're mine."

Pulling her closer she gasped feeling his hardness pressed against her lower belly. Her gaze flicked downwards before meeting his and she smirked.

"Hmm....I may need confirmation of what you just said. You are known to be quite the liar."

Growling, Loki pulled her close and in between kissing her neck roughly started as such.

"You. Are. Mine," Stopping at the base of her throat he placed gentler kisses, "any man stupid enough to cross you will deal with me."

Breathless she held onto him feeling intoxicated from his touch.

"Yes Loki...I'm yours..."

His tell tale smirk crossed his features as he swept her off her feet carrying her back through the city to the palace and to his chambers where he would ensure for the rest of their days she knew just how much he truly cared for her. His little butterfly.

*End?*

Author's Note:

Ooooooooo y'all did you feel the steamy chemistry? *Fans self* whooo. I hope you enjoy it and look no sex! I CAN write without being sexual 🤣 . Thank you all for the support and as I said before chapter two will be out soon. Please tell me if you want a continuance of this little Oneshot. I MAY be persuaded to do so. Who knows 🤔

Below I shall post pictures of the looks.

Ailwyn's Dress Loki's Outfit

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Something Different

Chapter 1: As Fate Would Have it

The air was thick and hot as the sun beat down on her chocolate colored skin. Wiping sweat from her brow she looked up at the sky through her dark shades and sighed. Why the hell did it have to be so hot? Oh right she lived in Florida. This state was the definition of hot and muggy. Groaning again, she move her chair under the umbrella before settling back down with my book. The ocean breeze blew her long dark brown wavy hair into her face and blinking her brown orbs she looked to the horizon to see her best friend Rayna collecting seashells along the shoreline. Smiling happily, she laid my head back and closed her eyes just taking in the sounds of children laughing, waves crashing, and all things heard at the beach.

She didn't know how long she had layed like that but she must have drifted off to sleep when she was woken with a start.

"Ophelia. Hey wake up hun."

The husky but feminine voice of her best friend woke her and slowly she sat up still in a daze.

"Hmm...what's wrong?"

Kneeling down, she pointed to the sky and that's when she noticed that the sun was setting.

"Oh shit...back to the hotel it is."

"I agree. Then I'm taking you to a small nightclub."

Ophelia groaned as she picked up their belongings and placed them in the bag.

"Don't you groan at me woman. All you do is work, sleep, and repeat. It's been ages since you've been on a date. You're going."

Wisely, Ophelia kept her mouth shut even though she did grumble under he breath. Once Rayna had her mind made up that was it and there was no talking her out of it.

*A few hours later*

Checking her hair once again in the mirror she sighed as she looked at the woman in the mirror. She wore a sleeveless and mid length black dress with a square neck and a slight slight cutting up her thigh. Her hair was pulled back into a low ponytail with loose tendrils framing the side of her face and she had gone with a simple smoky eye makeup and kept to a natural like look. She looked nice but she wouldn't say she was smoking hot or anything. Now her best friend on the other hand, she would have men eating out of her palm tonight. She wasn't even wearing a dress but tight leather like pants, a black spaghetti strap shirt and her hair was down framing her angelic like face that was currently accentuated with the most perfect makeup ever. Ophie would would admit that she was sometimes jealous of her friend, she could get all these amazing and hot guys while she ..she struggled a bit. Shaking her head she snapped out of it. Tonight would be fun and who knows? Maybe even she could get lucky. Lord knows she needed to, it had been long enough.

"Ready my dear?"

Ophelia made sure she had her mace, wallet, hotel key, along with a few extra things just in case she then she nodded.

"Ready as I'm gonna be."

Rolling her eyes Rayna opened the door ushering her friend out.

"Stop it. You look amazing. If you don't snag a guy or girl tonight I'll take you to the nunnery myself."

"I'll start packing my bags then..." Ophelia mumbled quietly.

"What was that?"

Ophelia smiled and nervously laughed, "Uh nothing nothing. Let's go."

Taking the elevator downstairs they walked about two blocks to a club that was situated next to the beach it was called Darkest Desires.

Subliminal messaging much? Ugh, she could already tell she was going to hate tonight.

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His light green eyes scanned the room as bodies moved against each other in time to the music. He had been here for an hour and while many women had thrown themselves at him and begged him for his number he just wasn't interested. Adjusting his suit jacket he stood up and made his way to the bar on his long graceful legs. His eye twitching as prayers echoed throughout his mind.

'Loki...'

'Lord Loki..'

'Please Loki, help me..'

It was the same shit over and over and he had thought the solution we as to come to Midgard and blow off some steam. He had heard stories of Florida and it's women. He was starting to feel disappointed for even wasting his time. He could have any woman in this club that he wanted, any single one and he was being pretentious. He wanted a challenge. He never wanted easy, he liked the idea of making a woman hot and bothered by his command. He was a god after all. Sitting at the bar he ordered a whiskey on the rocks, not that it would compare in taste to Asgardian whiskey, but he didn't care he was going to leave after anyways.

That is...until he saw you. He didn't know how he had noticed but across the other side of the bar sat a beautiful young woman nursing what he assumed was a jack and coke while looking around like a lost puppy with those big, innocent chocolate orbs of hers. The dress she wore left little to his imagination and her breasts pushed the fabric out on her chest and made his mouth water. That was only the too half, he could imagine what the rest of her looked like. Getting his attention he had felt his cock twitch in agreement as he had a drink sent to her as he continued to gaze at her and appreciate the little woman.

There was no doubt in his mind that she would be coming back with him tonight to a hotel room where he would dominate the fuck out of her, sating his needs, before promptly returning to Asgard.

He just had to get the little pet to say yes...

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Sitting at the bar, Ophelia looked around as lights flashed and the music beat against her chest sending vibrations throughout her body. She was finishing her first drink when the bartender brought her a second glass and set it down in front of her.

"Whoa whoa hey. I didn't order this."

The burly guy shrugged and motioned to a man that she could only describe as looking like a literal Greek god staring her down.

"That gentleman ordered it for you. He also paid out your tab for the rest of the evening."

Blinking in shock at the bartender she looked back in the man's direction again only to find he wasn't there anymore. Slight disappointment rolled through her as she thought about the missed opportunity. Why buy her a drink then run?

"Looking for me darling?"

The low silky smoothness of his voice caused her to press her thighs together as she looked over her right shoulder and held the gaze of the same man. His green eyes sparkled with mischief and a smirk adorned his beautiful face. He was very tall and not overly muscular but lean and fit in an all black suit with shoulder length hair slicked back. He was... GORGEOUS.

"That very much depends....are you sure you sent that drink to the right girl?"

Tilting his head he leaned against the bar and kept his eyes fixed on her and his eyes raked her up and down, lingering a few extra seconds on her exposed thigh.

"You are the only one in this club tonight that has captured my attention pet. I am sure."

Lightly blushing she tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. Things like this didn't normally happen to her. A hot man hitting on HER?

When she looked up at him again he was biting his lip and then slowly licked his lips as he set his own glass down.

"Come. Dance with me."

"I don't dance. Besides, I don't even know your name."

He leaned over and whispered in her ear, "My name is Prince Loki of Asgard...and tonight my darling, you will be mine."

Heat shot through her body as well as shock. She had heard stories of Loki causing the battle of new york and now that same Loki was standing here? In front of her? Oh she had to be crazy. Or he was. But in her heart and soul she knew he was telling the truth and she wanted nothing more than to be his even if it was just for the night.

"Ophelia..." She said breathlessly.

Gently he guided her off the barstool and onto the dancefloor where slow , sensual music thumped and reverberated throughout their bodies. Once in the middle of the dancefloor they began to dance and eventually Ophelia got brave enough that she turned her back to his front and began dancing in front of him. Moving her hips side to side and allowing herself to let go and entice this god with the hidden sensuality that layed within her.

Noticing her newfound confidence he laid his hands on her hips and pulled her back into him, dropping gentle kisses down her neck. The curves of her ass paired with her intoxicating movements caused his cock to twitch and begin to harden. He had to have her. It had to be tonight that he ravished her and lost himself inside her.

Thirty more minutes went by and the heat building between them both was at an all time high.

Needing to feel more of her he touched her skin and dropped featherlight kisses on her bare shoulder.

"Come with me... Let me show you pleasures you've only dreamt of."

Without hesitation Ophelia nodded and turned looking up at him with heat filled eyes.

"Let me find my friend and tell her...okay...?"

Nodding he led her out of the mess of gyrating bodies and reluctantly released her, watching her walk over to a woman sitting at a bar with an odd looking fellow. She was attractive, her friend, but something about Ophelia demanded his fun attention. He was getting drunk off her very presence and he wanted more. After what seemed like forever she came back to him smiling at him.

"Lead the way sir."

Without her realizing it, she had just played on one of his biggest turn ons and he had to hold back the groan in his throat. Placing his large hand at the small of her back he guided her outside and across the street to the five star hotel and walked past reception to the elevators. He had been prepared as he pulled out a key card and typed a code into the elevator. Alone at last he looked down at her. She was filled out and the dress she wore accentuated every curve and those plump breasts of hers was dying to be released from their confines. Her skin was soft and held the faint scent of vanilla and sandalwood with a slight floral scent. He could resist no longer as he roughly pressed her against the elevator wall and crashed his lips to hers in a hot feverent kiss.

He heard her gasp and took advantage by sliding his tounge inside her mouth tasting her. She felt his hardness pressing against her belly and found her hands wandering and cupping him in awe. He was huge. Fear flickered through her briefly followed by carnal pleasure, he would probably be the best she ever had. Gripping his length a bit tighter, she giggled when he hissed and bucked into her touch.

"Vixen...."

Feeling the elevator come to a stop she prepared to walk off when he knelt down and hauled her over his shoulder.

"Ah! Loki! Put me down! I'm too heavy!"

Swatting her ass he only put her down once he reached the four poster king sized bed.

"You are not heavy actually...now...I'm sure my intentions are perfectly obvious so I want to hear you beg for me pet."

Squirming, she pressed her thighs together as heat shot through her again. She wanted this man and she wanted him bad. Her pride was just currently getting in the way as she usually liked to be in charge herself but she briefly thought about it for a moment and decided that she didn't want to be in control in bed... especially if this man was her partner so she relaxed and looked up at him through lust filled eyes.

"Please sir...I want you to fuck me..fuck me so hard I can't walk without being reminded of you...please Loki..."

He watched her and waved his hand and her dress and underwear disappeared in golden shimmers.

"Mmmm...much better."

Bare to him now Ophelia tried to keep her legs together and squeaked when he growled and yanked them apart.

"You will do well to remember not to hide from your god pet. Ah yes...I know your voice now. Such a faithful worshipper you are. Let me reward you."

Running his fingers up between her slick folds he coated his fingers in her juices before slipping two fingers inside her warmth and he swore under his breath. This woman was sure to be the death of him. He curled his fingers inside her and began pumping them quickly and felt her tight heat flutter around him.

"Ahhh.... Loki..it feels so good sir.."

Feeling himself lose more control he kneeled down and inhaled her sex and could have cum from the scent alone. Looking up at her, he leaned in and flicked his tounge along her folds and began to taste her groaning.

She tasted like honey and that damn sandalwood vanilla combo. It was addicting and like that he gripped her thighs and ate her out more. Flicking his tounge against her clit and continuing to pump his fingers inside her he felt her write and start to tighten.

Boldly, Ophelia reached down and gripped his hair rolling her hips.

"O-oh Master..."

Encouraged by her sweet moans he kept his pace and felt her ready to peak, pulling back just enough to demand of her to cum.

"Cum. Now darling "

Without missing a beat her back arched off the bed as he continued to lap up her juices and groaned again. Hard as a rock he pulled back licking his lips and looked down at the girl panting and moaning his name and he stroked himself through his pants.

"Please....please master....fuck me..."

Chuckling, he leaned down and captured her lips with a hot kiss and she moaned tasting herself on him.

"You don't get to make demands pet. I'm in control. Now..."

He paused stepping back and flicked his hand again and his own clothes faded away in a gold shimmer and she eyed his body her eyes freezing on the monster that was his cock jutting straight out and pointing at her red and throbbing.

"You want me as bad as I want you master..."

Teasing him she spread her legs wider and ran her fingers up and down her folds tauntingly.

"Fucking hell.."

Crashing his lips to hers again he forgoed his plan of seduction just this once and as he kissed her he lined himself and pushed inside of her nearly doubling over at how tight her insides wrapped around his cock. She was perfect...fit him perfectly, acted perfectly, he was going to make her his. With a newfound sense of dominance he roughly began pounding into her. Squeaking with pleasure and pain, Ophelia wrapped her legs around his hips and dug her nails into his back.

"Loki! Oh god yes!"

Hearing his name exit her mouth only spurred him on to thrust more so more he did. Taking her with such a force he was sure she would be reminded of who she laid with tonight. Gripping her hips he shifted a bit so he was pounding into her g-spot and knew he found it when she squealed his name and gripped at the bed desperately. Grinning, he continued his punishing pace.

"You are not to cum until I say so understood pet?"

Not answering she moaned a response then cried out in despair when he slowed his thrusts and nearly stopped.

"Please ..don't stop..please..master"

"Then answer me pet. Do you understand not to cum until I say so? I can feel you're close."

Breathless and trying to urge him she answered, "Yes...yes I understand...please master..."

Satisfied he swatted her ass and began his punishing pace again.

Feeling himself getting ready to release he reached down and played with her clit as he prepared to spill himself inside of her. Once he hit his familiar peak he pinched her clit earning her a gasp and he leaned down in her ear, "Cum pet."

On cue he felt her spasm and flutter around his cock and he pushed himself up inside her and felt his seed shoot out in hot ropes and he kept cumming until he felt it leak out the sides. Fuck how long had it been since he'd actually had a decent orgasm? He was loading her up.

Panting heavily and able to breathe he looked down at the sweaty she pleasured woman and slowly pulled out of her.

"Mmmn... It's hot Loki..."

Chuckling again he kissed her temple and conjured a gold ring with small horns and emeralds around the band and he slipped it onto her finger.

"You my dear....are now my pet...this ring will basically guarantee my protection and should you ever need me I'd be there..."

Looking at the ring then him she smiled sleepily and squirmed.

"Can we do more master...?"

"Such a naughty girl you are. Not tonight pet. Rest now."

Gently touching her forehead her placed her under a sleeping spell that she would not awaken from until the next morning. What had he done..? Sleeping with a Midgardian female and then promising to essentially be at her beck and call. Whatever had gotten into him would surely fade over time, or... Does gate have other things planned?

*End Chapter 1*

Author's Note:

Hello everyone! It is I the author. Duh obviously 😂

I am back at my bullshit. I wanted to write a series and felt very motivated to do so with Loki. A couple scenes in here were inspired by my dear friend Hellkitten. So shout-out to her. If this story does decent on here I may move it onto Wattpad and continue on there but it all depends on how well it's received here first. Just my personal preference. I hope you guys enjoy and are in for a rollercoaster ride! 😁

Oh also this story really has no rhyme or reason. It is going to follow a timeline but no specific one so don't boohoo that I'm not following the movies. I don't plan on it. I may throw a reference in here or there but that's it. As always, love and appreciate y'all ❤️🤗😁

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Part 1

*Start*

Danny had been watching this voluptuous vixen named Lilyth for weeks now and was currently studying her talking on the phone to whom he assumed was her best friend Rayne. His eyes drifted over her body. She was curvy but filled out nicely, her black top hugged her full breasts and curves nicely, and the shorts she adorned hugged her hips and sat in just the right place on her thighs and cupped her plump and round ass. He licked his lips imagining what she must have tasted like. By day when he was his alter ego Jed Olsen he frequented the little cafe that she ran across the street from the gazette. He loved inhaling her scent when she came over and served him his black coffee with sugar and cream and a chocolate chip croissant. She smelled of roses and vanilla with an undertone of sandalwood. He had been stalking her and singled her out to be his next victim and it was a shame really as he found her very attractive. It was unfortunately too late. He had already done the research and put in the time and effort to learn her routines, when she came and went, how long he had to slip inside and hide while she locked the doors for the night, everything. Tonight was the night he had chosen to kill this intoxicating woman. Seeing Lilyth hang up the phone and begin her lockdown for the night he donned his mask and made his move. Knowing she started from the top floor down he made his way to the back door and found it unlocked and he waited until he saw her shadow fully disappear upstairs before he slipped inside. He bolted through her large kitchen and hid himself in the hall closet and now able to fully breathe he inhaled not only her natural scent but he could smell fresh cookies baking and some kind of meat that she had cooked for dinner. His mouth bega to salivate but he shook his head behind the mask and watched her come back onto the first floor and lock everything and close curtains and blinds. Watching and waiting he decided to play a game with her and as she turned off the kitchen light and he heard her go upstairs he dialed her number from a burner phone and heard her phone ring. When she picked up he knew the game started.

"Hello. This is Lilyth."

Smiling to himself in the closet when her silk like tone came on the line he turned on his voice modulator and spoke into the phone quietly.

"Hello Lilyth. I'm sorry I was actually looking for a Deanna."

"Aww. Well it sounds like she gave you a wrong number. I hope you have a good night though."

Easiest trick in the book to counter he spoke again, "Well hold on...I don't mind talking to you. You seem like a nice person."

Giggling lily answered, "I feel like you just like the sound of my voice."

"Yeah I do actually. Say, do you have a boyfriend?"

Hearing her plop on her bed he slowly moved out of the closet and had his knife in his free hand.

"No...I've been told I'm a handful... And that I'm too fat to be anything more than a possible booty call."

This answer took Danny by surprise and he stopped and felt anger swell up inside him. What stupid pubescent child would ever say that to this woman? She was the epitome of beauty and could knock aphrodite off her throne. Doing his breathing exercises he brought his temper down as it was getting close to wrapping this up. As beautiful as she was, she had to die.

"That's quite a shameful thing to say. How about you tell me your favorite scary movie."

"Hmmmm... My favorite scary movie? What if they're all my favorite?"

Oh he liked this girl. He really really did.

"Well there has to be one that you favor over others."

"Hmm...I suppose Halloween."

How ironic she favored a stabbing killer when she was about to be gutted herself. Wonder how she'd feel about that.

"A classic. Very good. Well, I don't want to keep you. I can see that you're very busy."

Hearing silence on the other end of the line he knew his choice of words worked as he ascended the stairs slowly and quietly.

"What did you say?"

Time to reel her in and put her out of her misery.

"I said I can tell you're busy and will let you go."

"No that's not what you said. I don't know who you are but don't call this number again."

Even though it was part of the game, he still hated being hung up on and when she disconnected the call he waited outside her bedroom door and stood there waving his knife at her when she ripped the door open. He watched her eyes widen and fear immediately entered her orbs as she tried to slam the door on him and he pushed his way through.

This is when he became really surprised when she pulled a knife out on him herself. Not once in all of the killings he'd done had a victim ever turned a knife on him. Pointing his own at her he motioned for her to put it down.

"Put it down princess. There's only going to be one victim tonight and that's you."

"Fuck you. In your dreams. You put yours down."

Tilting his head amused he smirked under the mask and closed the door with his foot making sure to keep the only way out blocked and he felt his body start to prepare to rush her. His muscles tightened and he dug his toes a bit deeper into the soles of his boots and he tripped his knife a bit tighter and as quickly as he could he knocked her off balance and pinned her to the bed and wrestled the knife she held out of her hand and she squirmed against his hold trying to kick at him. Pinning her down with his weight he held his blade to her throat and pressed it into her skin the sharp blade biting at her skin and drawing blood. He watched her eyes and noticed the fear had left and what had replaced the fear was something even more unexpected...it was, arousal.

Keeping her pinned down he moved the blade and looked down at her body before finding a non lethal spot that was right under her belly button to jam his knife into her. What came out of her mouth was a mix between a scream of pain and a moan of pleasure and not knowing how to handle the authenticity of it he immediately got off of her ripping the blade out of her causing her to gasp. He watched her in awe, surprise, and fought his own arousal as she held her hand to her belly and slowly sat up to stare him down.

"Aren't you going to kill me....? Why stop...?"

His body frozen, Danny had no idea what to do. This entire situation wasn't what he was used to. She should have been dead by now, he should have slit her throat and gutted her like a fish before pulling his camera out and taking a photo of himself and her dead body. Now he was standing in the middle of her bedroom in a stupor not understanding why she reacted the way she did. He couldn't even acknowledge that she had spoken to him. Suddenly, a moment of clarity struck him as he watched blood leak from the wound on her neck and run out of the wound on her belly...he was in love with her. He couldn't believe it. Him? In love? He didn't deserve this. Deserve a partner. He killed innocent and random people. What woman in her right state of mind would want a psychopath like him?

Dropping the knife he faced her directly, another psychopath... that's who. Understanding now what he was feeling and understanding why he truly hadn't wanted to end her life he immediately ripped part of his trenchcoat off and bunched it up before pushing her back down and firmly holding the cloth to her abdomen. He then reached for her phone which was laying on the bed and handed it to her. Knowing he would most likely be put into prison he nodded at her and told her, "Call 9-1-1. Get medical assistance. I will turn myself in."

If he was going to go to prison, he would rather go by the hands of this woman.

Looking up at him she took the phone and dialed 9-1-1 all while looking at him. Hearing the line being answered he sat off to the side but didn't look at her.

"Yes....I need an ambulance to 1313 Wes Way...yes. I fell down the stairs holding a knife and stabbed myself...am I alone? No. My boyfriend is here. I was on the phone with him when I fell so he rushed over."

His head snapping up he looked at the woman. Why wasn't she turning him in? And did she just call him her boyfriend? What was her plan here?

Having to stay on the phone with the operator she looked at him and pointed to her own face indicating he should take off his mask. Hesitant, he took his clothes off and saved the mask for last and when he slid it off her eyes widened as she recognized him from the cafe. Hearing sirens he fought the urge to run and watched in shock as she quickly snatched his clothes and the knife and quickly shoved them in her closet before slamming the door.

"Are you stupid? You're going to lose blood." Pushing her back he stood there in his boxers and shirtless holding his hand to the cloth on her abdomen.

"Stay.... So we can talk later.... Please?" She begged quietly.

Under what he considered normal circumstances he would have found a way to finish her off later but he found himself not wanting to harm her anymore and nodded silently.

This girl had to seriously be the craziest woman he had ever encountered and he wasn't sure if that would be his uprising or his downfall...

*End Part 1*

Author's Note:

Heyo. So I was talking with a friend and reading through this and it may still have some spelling errors. I didn't do a thorough proofread honestly but I .proud to have taken my time on this one. I will do it in parts and part two make take a bit. Life is currently getting in my way but I hope to try and be back with my writing here soon. Thank you for the patience and any feedback in advance. 😊🤗

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To anyone of my lovely followers who's a fan of this guy:

Fear not! I have a story that even I liked writing. And I'm the author I HATE my stories. Well, love hate. But anyways. It's coming soon! I've been getting some pretty good inspiration and come Sunday I will be having a Scream marathon to get even more so hang tight and just know I haven't forgotten about you all I just have been going through this hellish ride we call life and it hit a bit harder than usual. But stay tuned! It's coming! I love each and every one of you and please please please stay safe and stay positive! ❤️🤗

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Back at my shit again with a thirst trap conversation me and @aislinavalbane had earlier this afternoon. She actually inspired me to write this little short. Please enjoy.

*Start*

It had been almost 9 months since Lacie had a very deep conversation with not only Cayde but the other Vanguard members as well. The conversation had entailed of her having a child with Cayde. Since Guardians were infertile and Cayde was an EXO naturally conceiving a child was nearly impossible but they came up with a solution after clearing several tests, and clearing not only Lacie's schedule but lightening Cayde's as well. Now here she sat in their apartment rubbing her very swollen belly after being artificially inseminated and very close monitoring to ensure the fetus would stay attached to her uterine wall. She was the first guardian to ever have a successful pregnancy even though it was through AI.

Looking at the clock she pouted and kept rubbing her belly feeling the baby kick.

"Daddy is running late with our ramen again little one."

As if on cue, Cayde came stumbling in and kicked the door shut with his foot holding two bags and his hood slid off his head as he panted.

"I am so sorry princess. There was a wait at the ramen shop and then I wanted to get you some of your favorite pastries and I needed more oils to give you a leg and foot rub later on."

Lacie looked at him and felt tears sting her eyes at how thoughtful he was and couldn't even be mad at him for being late anymore which freaked him out even more. Unfortunately, her pregnancy hadn't been an easy one and she had been very emotional and Cayde took it like a champ but she still felt awful about it which made her cry harder.

"Fuck baby don't cry. I don't know what I did but I can fix it. Come on. Shit. Sundance help me out here...."

Sundance and Lacie's ghost Moondancer came out and looked at him with their own looks of sympathy since they had no face. Lacie sniffled and blew her nose with the tissue Cayde offered her and clung to him nuzzling his chest.

"You're just so thoughtful..."

Cayde let a smirk slip and held his wife gently and kissed her forehead.

"And here I thought you married me for my devilish good looks and charming personality."

He felt her shoulders move and knew she was quietly laughing.

"There's my girl. Shhhh. How about we eat this delicious food I brought home and afterwards I'll run you a nice hot lavender scented bath and then give you a foot massage. Sound good?"

Lacie nodded and sniffled again gripping the leather strap going across his chest and pulled him down for a kiss moaning quietly when his cool metal lips pressed against her warm plush lips.

Making a low growling sound Cayde pinned her to the wall and she pulled back panting and he hooked his finger under her chin making her look at him.

"Keep that up kitten and food and the bath will be forgoed until further notice."

Giggling, Lacie hugged him and helped him unbox the ramen and they sat down on their couch and she snuggled up to him as he put on an old western tv show.

"This good babe?"

"Mmmm whatever you want is good with me. I've got the man I love and my favorite food. I'm happy."

Breaking apart his chopsticks he dug into his ramen with her and actually saw the baby move and laid his hand on the spot where it moved.

"Does someone like spicy ramen? Still have to be gentle with mommy kiddo."

Rubbing her belly he smiled when the baby kicked again and he gently kissed the side of Lacie's forehead.

"You know....I found out the gender today...if you wanna know."

He looked down at her as she absentmindedly rubbed his bare chest.

"Is it a girl?"

Lacie's eyes shot up to him surprise and shock flickering through her light blue orbs.

"How did you know?"

Shrugging Cayde pushed some of her hair behind her ear gently.

"I just guessed. So I'm going to have two girls to look after now huh? This should be... interesting."

Lacie stared at him for a minute and grabbed his horn and shook his head.

"Liar. You looked in my file before you came home. You're not that good at guessing."

"Ow. Ow. Ow. Baby watch the horn. My beautiful beautiful horn."

Placing her ramen on the table she then moved and straddled him cupping his cheeks.

"If you'd like...I can take care of that beautiful horn of yours in our bedroom...and we can forgo the bath for awhile."

Bringing his hands onto her hips he leaned up.

"Lead the way my queen."

Making their way to the bedroom, giggling like lovesick teenagers they gently jumped on the bed and entered a heavy make out session that ended in passionate lovemaking.

*3 years later*

"Alright sweetheart, so put this here and cover it up and now we wait for uncle zavala to come in and let the magic happen."

Hoisting his dark haired little princess on his waist he watched her blue eyes look around in wonder and curiosity.

"Hey hey Avalyn sweetheart. You're killing daddy's arm kid. Lean back. Oh! Here comes uncle zavala remember play it cool."

"Unca Zava!"

On cue the blue titan vanguard walked in with Lacie trailing not too far behind him seeming to be speaking with another guardian. Zavala smiled softly looking at Avalyn and how much of a father figure cayde had grown into since her birth. Not thinking about checking for any pranks he loved some papers just to have a cream filled pie smash into his face.

Cayde and Avalyn busted out laughing and Lacie stood in horror beside zavala and shit daggers at her husband.

Zavala wiped his face off and looked at Cayde.

"And here I was thinking about how parenthood had changed you for the better."

Cayde took deep breaths and kept laughing being careful of where Avalyn was and adjusted how he was holding her.

"Sorry zavala that was just too perfect. You should know better."

"And Cayde-6 you should know better than to be teaching our daughter things like this." Lacie piped in still shooting daggers at him.

Avalyn moved and hugged Cayde's neck making no eye contact with Lacie knowing her and her daddy were in trouble.

"Aw come on babe we were just- yup alright. Taking Avalyn and myself home. Say bye to everyone princess."

Lacie tucked her gun away which she had just threatened him with and watched her little girl kiss zavala and ikora's cheeks as cayde walked out of the meeting room.

"I'm so sorry Zavala. I'll speak with him when I get home."

"it's alright. I should have known that it isn't Cayde if he's not pulling some kind of prank on me."

Sighing he looked at Lacie and offered her a small smile, "Finish whatever you're doing and go on home. Spend the rest of the day with them. She'll only be that small for a short time longer."

Looking at him she fought back tears and nodded.

"Thank you..."

With that Lacie went to work and finished all her reports from the last few missions she had done and she saw it was well after dinnertime and she walked into the home her and cayde shared and she smelled tomato soup and saw a mess in Avalyn's high chair but did not see them. Getting a bit worried she called out quietly for them and then heard cayde's voice and she peeked into Avalyn's room and saw cayde reading her a story and Avalyn fast asleep in his arms. Crossing her arms and leaning against the doorway she watched until he knew for sure Avalyn was asleep and then gently picked her up and laid her down in her crib and met Lacie in the doorway and gently closed the door stepping into the hallway.

"Welcome back...I know I'm still in trouble so I'm gonna go clean up..."

Starting to walk away Cayde grunted in surprise when Lacie grabbed his hand and stopped him. She then proceeded to press herself against him and leaned up kissing him passionately. Pulling back for air she looked at him with bedroom eyes and headed down the hall to their bedroom and beckoned him with her finger. Confused but very much aroused he followed her into the bedroom and shut the door.

"I'm not mad anymore....seeing you be such an amazing father just now though....that was very very hot...."

Cayde watched her slowly undo her armor and raised an eyebrow at her.

"So lemme get this straight...my reading a story to our daughter....has gotten you all hot and bothered?"

Nodding she laid back in bed in her bra and underwear and held her arms out for him.

"What if I also said....I'm going to clean the kitchen and take the trash out too?"

Crawling over her he watched for her reaction and she proceeded to wrap her legs around his waist.

"Keep talking like that and you will be one happy EXO."

Leaning down and nuzzling her he chuckled.

"Fuck I love you baby."

"I love you too....daddy six."

His eyes widened and he growled taking her undergarments off and for the next several hours ravished her senseless until she couldn't handle anymore.

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His world changed the day she showed him the ultrasound picture. That picture showing him his entire life was about to change, and all for the sake of his unborn little peanut growing inside of the woman he loved.

Although he would continue to kill for the Entity, he made a deal with the unknown apparition that he could move himself and Lilyth somewhere better suited for a family. He made the choice to move them back to Woodsboro. While he had lived here back in the day he managed to keep low enough of a profile that no one even looked at him being the mastermind behind all of the killings. He had put Stu, Billy, even that Prescott girl's brother all to the tasks while he sat on the sidelines. It didn't take long for him and his Lily to get settled in and he absolutely adored watching her belly grow as their child got bigger.

Danny had just gotten home and wasn't even halfway through the door when she met him in the doorway smiling softly at him.

"Welcome home."

Dropping to his knees he gently cupped her belly and closed his eyes under the mask as he pressed his ear to her belly and not only heard but felt the baby move.

"Daddy's home princess..."

Lilyth watched him press gentle kisses to get swollen belly and love blossomed in her chest. She met his gaze when he stood up and looked into her eyes.

"And how's mommy doing? Still feeling sick?"

She shrugged and looked at him sympathetically. He hated how sickly she had gotten since getting pregnant. She used to love listening to him talk about how he'd gut survivors and other victims but once her morning sickness hit, all that talk had to stop or she'd be off to the bathroom. She also couldn't stomach the smell of pepperoni or chicken cooking anymore.

"Wraith actually felt really bad...he's actually punishing himself....I tried telling him it was okay but I don't think he's hearing me..."

Confused, Danny looked around then saw a silhouette and shook his head and walked over to the cloaked wraith. All of the killers all came and took turns with their days off to stay with her so she wasn't alone. Today had been wraith's turn.

"Hey buddy. So uh, I see you tried to cook some chicken for Lily. You didn't do anything wrong. She's just more sensitive to smells right now. You can uh uncloak. I'm not mad."

The dinging of his bell could be heard and suddenly the wraith appeared and he looked sad and bowed to both him and then he walked over to Lilyth and bowed in apology. He watched his Lily reach out and gently take the wraith's hands before patting them gently.

"You didn't know. It's okay. I promise. Why don't you go on home and I'll see you tomorrow with Anna okay?"

Wraith nodded and bowed again and saw himself out. Danny locked the door and then watched as she slowly got up off the couch cupping her belly.

"You good?"

She nodded and went upstairs slowly and he cleaned up while she was gone and when he was finished he waited then realized she wasn't coming back down.

"Lily?"

When he received no answer panic surged through him and he raced upstairs and found her laying on the bed in a sexy pose and wearing some black lingerie that cupped her full breasts and excentuated the color of her skin. He then took notice of the rope, his mask, a blindfold, and his knife and raised an eyebrow.

"You want to play?"

She nodded shyly looking up at him submissively and he felt his chest swell with a mix of love and pride. This woman was absolutely made for him in every way and he was proud to have her carrying his child.

"Please daddy...." She mewled quietly holding out her wrists together.

Easily slipping into his other persona he looked at her with heated eyes as he slowly began tying her wrists and tied her arms above her head on the headboard.

She looked at him with lust in her eyes and he slowly took his shirt off showing off his 6 pack and the many scars he had acquired over the years. Her tounge flicked out over her lips as she drank in the sight of him and watched him don the mask.

"I think you've seen enough princess."

With that, he tied the blindfold around her eyes and leaned down biting at her bottom lip that she had protruding. "No pouting."

He grabbed the knife and looked at her spread out on their bed, at his complete mercy and had flashbacks to when he had first met her and how she looked like this before, but back then he had intended on gutting her and putting her on display. He was glad he didn't. Glad he saw something in those eyes of hers that made him spare her from his ruthlessness.

Ridding himself of his trousers and boxers he took the knife and slowly ran the blade up her leg and into her inner thigh causing her to shiver and moans in pain and pleasure as she felt the tip of the blade bite into the meat of her thigh.

He watched, his eyes fixed on the droplet of blood that appeared and he leaned down and ran his tounge along the wound and slowly kisses up her thigh and found himself at her warmth. Seeing she was bare to him made him grow harder and he kissed her clit causing her to jump in surprise and cry out.

"Ahh! Daddy!~"

"Shhhh shhhh. Easy princess. It'll be over soon."

Rubbing her thighs to comfort her he ran his tounge along her heated core and began eating her out groaning at the taste of her essence. She had always tastes likes oranges and cloves to him and it drove him mad everytime. Without realizing he was doing it he became aware that he was dry humping the edge of the bed seeking friction and relief from his rock hard prick and he growled and adjusted her a bit before positioning himself at her entrance and slowly sinking into her. Groaning with relief at her tight heated fit, he threw his head back. Fuck it had been so long since he'd fucked her. Judging from the way she panted his name and began rolling her hips, Lily agreed. Wasting no time he gently but roughly thrusted into her and found a punishing rhythm, being sure not to hurt her and scared he'd hurt their child.

"Oh fuck daddy....yes...I love it..punish me with your cock. Oh my God. Mmmm fuck."

His gaze lifted to her face and he leaned down and kisses her, their tounges fighting for dominance as they both grunted and moaned. Feeling her tighten and the familiar swelling and coiled pressure building up in his balls he knew he was about to explode. Finding the will to pull himself out as she orgasmed he quickly cut the ropes binding her and strokes his cock.

"Open your mouth for daddy princess."

Without hesitation she opened her mouth after kneeling on the floor in front of him and waited. Grunting he felt pain and relief flood through him as he came and watched his cum land in her mouth and on her cheek.

"Fuck...."

Leaning his head back he panted under the mask and jumped a bit surprised when she leaned forward and started licking him clean causing another hard spurt of cum to enter her mouth. Swallowing it she finished and looked up in his direction. Removing his mask and her blindfold, he looked at her flush cheeks and tiredly panted.

"Fuck the things you do to me woman...."

Slowly helping her up he set about to cleaning himself and her up as well as they prepared for bed. Dressed in a loose pair of sleeping boxers he was laying in bed when he heard from their bathroom a loud splashing sound.

"Danny...!"

Hearing panic in her voice he shot out of bed immediately and ripped open the door seeing his wife standing in a puddle of water like substance.

He looked at her and she looked at him and he knew what this meant. For once in his life, his mind went blank. Her water broke. He knew that meant the baby was coming, but his mind froze on what to do.

"Danny. Danny. Danny!"

Coming back to her he saw panic in her eyes as she tried to keep calm herself. This is the moment she had been terrified of.

"Hospital. Now."

Nodding he swept her up into his arms glad she was now wearing one of his older shirts that she wore as a nightgown and quickly carried her downstairs and grabbed the backpack he had setup next to the door for this moment. Kicking it out the door he gently set her down and helped her into the car before running back for the bag and to lock the door.

The last thing he remembered was telling her to breathe before he went into autopilot mode.

*Several hours later*

Danny bounced his leg as he waited for somebody, anybody to tell him his wife and child are okay. They'd arrived 9 hours ago....he had refused to move from the spot he was in, but now he was growing worried. What if something happened to her or the baby and they're just trying to figure out how to tell him? What if something went wrong? Should he have done something sooner? He had noticed after they had sex she kept wincing in pain and holding her belly, but he didn't think anything of it. What if he hurt her? He was never having sex with her while she was pregnant again. If there is an again.

His thoughts going a mile a minute he jumped up ready to swing when he felt a gentle touch to his shoulder and saw the nurse looking at him slightly scared.

"Sorry...I didn't mean to startle you sir, your wife asked me to bring you back."

Why hasn't she said anything about the baby? He opened his mouth to ask when she led him to a room and opened the door revealing the woman he loved hiding a small bundle with her left breast exposed.

She looked up at him and he could tell the birth had been rough on her but she still smiled warmly at his approach.

"Come meet our daughter Danny..."

His heart stopped and skipped a beat when he came over to the side of her bed and saw a dark haired little angel nursing from lily's breast. He gently kissed the side of Lily's head never moving his eyes off the bundle. "She's....perfect...Gillian...please...? Name her Gillian....with a g...."

Lilyth smiled and ran her free fingers through his hair, "Gillian it is...Gillian Ann Johnson..."

Danny looked at her lovingly and quickly wiped a year from his eye as he regarded his new family.

*End.....?*

Just a oneshot I was writing for fun and one of my best friends begged me to finish it. This one's for you @hellkitten813 😁😁😁 Enjoy love.

I do not own Ghost Face or Dead by Daylight, or anything relating to the Scream Franchise. The only OC is my character Lilyth and their daughter Gillian(Jillian-how to pronounce) who Miss Kitten also named. Surprise kitty cat it's a girl!!! Lol I hope this is well received and enjoyed as fun as it was to write. Enjoy! ❤️

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kyloxmoegi1993 · 4 years

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Y'all check out my friend's new story! She is an incredible writer. She'll keep you guessing on what happens next!!!

Source: hellkitten813

Blue Moon: Chapter 1

"School is the last place I want to be today" Rayna Vyllin whispered to herself as she glanced through her biology book and grimaced as she looked over the next chapter assigned, "heredity and genetics..great"

It wasn't that she disliked the subject, but it was another course of study that she had already acquired the knowledge of.

Though life did not look down on her in this department either. Rayna stood at 5'6, with

bright blue-green eyes, creamy alabaster skin, and deep burgundy hair that fell in ringlets slightly past her waist. Rayna was a quiet, kind, but disciplined young woman that would not turn a blind eye to someone in need. She learned at a young age that it was best to not rely on others for what she needed or wanted, it was optimum to do them on her own.

She was a quiet young woman that preferred the company of books rather than people.

That did not mean she was without the company of a select few of her peers, as she believed quality over quantity was more sufficient.

Rayna, like other teenagers her age, awaited that final bell of the day that would release them from purgatory and into the world on a path called home. She watched as the hands of the clock moved slower than molasses, wishing to be free to return to her favorite place, an old book store on the far end town. This was her sanctuary, where the eyes of young male want to be suitors could not grope her, and stares of judgment could not be cast.

As the seconds counted down, Rayna's need for release had reached its peak. As the bell rang, Rayna put on her coat, grabbed her belongings and rushed out the door. As the crisp cool winter air filled her lungs, she sighed with relief. "Freedom and sanctuary" she whispered as she made her way quickly to the bookstore.

Ms. Isabella greeted Rayna with a warm smile as she entered the door and the faint scent of vanilla enveloped her. For lovers of books, there is nothing more distinctive and melancholy than the sight and smell of old books, redolent of dust and decayed hopes.

"Did it come in?" Rayna asked Isabella with a hopeful pleading look in her eyes.

Isabella smiled and nodded, "It's right here". She brought out a neatly wrapped box and then looked quizzically at the young woman. "Please pardon my intrusion, but may I ask how a young woman of your age could afford a first edition of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein?"

Rayna looked down and thought for a moment. "A gift from not so attentive parents."

" I see." Said Isabella apologetically. "You're always welcome here." She smiled and nodded.

"I appreciate your kindness", Rayna said quietly. "However, today I must return home sooner than anticipated. I'll see you tomorrow?"

Isabella smiled and nodded. Rayna thanked Isabella again, took her prized package and gently placed it in her bag. With that, Rayna slipped out the door as quietly as she came venturing towards home.

As Rayna approached her house, she noticed that there was another vehicle in the driveway. " Father must have another business colleague over, best to stay out of the way."

As she slipped her key in the door and unlocked it, she heard footsteps running to where she was, which seemed odd. She opened the door gently and without a moment to react a hand grabbed her arm and roughly pulled her through the entrance way. She had no idea of the horrors that lay just beyond that door.

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kyloxmoegi1993 · 4 years

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Well this should be interesting. Since everyone knows I simp for Ghost Face, Cayde-6, Adam Driver, and definitely Robert Downey Jr 😅😅😅

Do your worst y'all 🤣

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I wanna know what people assume about me because of my tumblr.

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Author's Notes:

Hiiiiiiii it's me again. How y'all been doing during these crazy times? Good? Not good? Meh? I hear you. I hear you. I'm back with my bullshit again so buckle up boys and girls I've got a good one tonight. I don't own Ghost Face© or any other Dead by Daylight © character's or content. The only thing I own is my own character Lilyth Nikiforov who I had help naming from my friend Kitten 💜

This is going to be a smutty story so if you are easily offended or are bothered by gore and such do not proceed any further. I love you all and enjoy! 😊🖤

*START*

Lilyth looked around the familiar area of the Gideon Meat Plant and wrinkled her nose at the smell of decaying flesh and what she swore were moth balls. This was her first time back in awhile and she had no idea who the killer was. Finding a totem she began working on cleansing it as her mind drifted off to thinking about a man she met lately. He was a dangerous man, that much she could tell but she loved the way he spoke to her and the way his dark gray eyes seemed to sparkle with a hint of danger as well as interest. He had taken her out for coffee and they talked about many things from what shampoo she used to what size shoe he wore. Finishing the totem she sat back on her heels and sighed and jumped startled when she heard a scream from somewhere in the building. She recognized the scream as one of her friends Rayne and swore under her breath. She had been so wrapped up in thoughts about the lean, muscular man dressed in black that she had forgotten where she was and what she was supposed to be doing. Running, she headed towards where she heard cries of pain and the heard another scream as her friend was placed on one of the meat hooks downstairs. Descending into the darkness she stopped when she heard footsteps and she kneeled down behind some boxes and saw the killer was ghost face as he went upstairs. After being sure he was gone she rushed to her friend and helped her down and went behind a wall to help her heal herself.

"Are you alright?" She asked breathless.

Her friend coughed and winces in pain but nodded.

"Yes. They always somehow find me first. I don't know how. Doesn't help that it's dark as shit down here."

Lilyth smiled sympathetically for her friend and stood up and went to turn when she realized she was face to face with the killer. He swung at her and she just barely managed to dodge the blade he was holding and she took off running.

"Run Rayne!!! I'll keep him distracted!!"

As expected the killer ignored her friend and took off after her.

Behind her she heard him breathing and he lunged forward and slashed at her back causing her to stumble forward into the ground scraping her knees as she fell. Swearing she started to crawl and felt him grab her and roll her over onto her back and then he stopped and looked at her. His head titling as he regarded her. Catching her breath and bleeding she looked at him confused by his actions or lack thereof.

"Well? Isn't this the part where you stab me and then put me on one of those meat hooks?"

His response was to put the knife to her throat but then move and caress the side of her cheek. She shivered at the coldness of the steel blade gliding over her warm skin. What was he doing? Was he going to kill her or not? And why did the air around him seem so familiar...?

She was about to ask when he got off her and picked her up and put her over his shoulder. As he walked she struggled and he grunted and slapped her ass in a means of telling her to stop. A gasp left her mouth and she squirmed a bit, enjoying the contact as he ascended the stairs and carried her to a backroom looking area and set her down on the mattress.

Confused she looked at him and he pointed the knife at her and she took it as him saying stay put or else. Confused as to why he was doing this but slightly interested she nodded in understanding and watched him slink off in stealth mode. She began tending to her wounds and found herself ignoring the screams and found herself getting tired. Though the mattress was questionable she laid down and drifted off to sleep for a bit. Next thing she knew she had a sense of being watched and opened her eyes and saw him squatting down in front of her simply staring at her. Though she couldn't see his eyes she felt his gaze burning through her and she pressed her thighs together which he noticed. He chose to speak at that point.

"You're the last one. I warned you what would happen if I ever came across you doll."

Her eyes widened at not only recognizing his voice but the nickname.

*Flashback*

Finishing their coffee Lilyth started walking out the door when the grey eyes man grabbed her and pulled her flush against his body tucking a piece of her curly brown hair behind her ear.

"If I see you again, I'm going to make you scream doll."

*End Flashback*

"It's.... it's you....from the coffee shop...."

Though she couldn't see his face she felt him smile behind his mask and he stood and grabbed her pulling her up onto her feet and dragged her to a table. Forcing her back she found herself having to sit up on the table and watched with arousal and a bit of fear as he pulled his knife out and stuck the knife under her shirt and ripped open her shirt revealing her perfectly round and perky breasts and he ran the cold blade over her nipples causing her to moan quietly as they hardened. Unexpectedly he drove the blade into her side but noticed he made sure not to hit any vital organs or went too deep and she cried out in pain but found it was pleasurable at the same time. Groaning she blushed and looked at him as he smeared her blood on her nipples then watched him lift his mask as he leaned down and licked the blood off her nipples suckling and biting at the same time.

"F-fuck....ahhhh...."

She heard a chuckle of approval slip from him as he pinned her down and sucked on her neck biting as he moved down again. She tried to look down at him and see his face but he continued to keep his face hidden even though she knew who he was.

"I already know that you look like you may as well make it easier and take the mask off."

He stopped and glanced up at her then slowly removed his mask looking down at her. The look in his grey eyes causing flames of desire to flicker all across her body. Before she could say anything else he used the blade to tease her through her panties focusing on the sensitive bus of her clit. Gripping the bloody table she gasped and moaned pushing up to meet the blade. In one swift movement he stuck the blade under her panties and tore them apart leaving her bare to him. He licked his lips wanting to taste her and was about to just that when he heard whispers from the entity demanding he hurry it up.

Growling in aggravation he roughly flipped her over and gave her no chance to prepare herself when he rammed himself straight into her, cursing at how tight she was.

"Fuck...ah...oh God you're so big...mmm.."

Urging him to move she rolled her hips while pushing back against him and he settled himself down getting used to her tight heat surrounding his cock. This was going to be so good and so fucking quick.

He began thrusting aggressively and when she tried to look back at him he pinned her head down to the table and threw his head back enjoying the perfect fit. This woman was made for him. She was able to bring such pleasure to him, make him feel the way she did. At one time he hated it. Hated it so much he would purposely go after her in matches and kill her. Over time he found himself thinking about fucking her and making her his. Now that he had her, he wouldn't be letting her go anytime soon. Finding the will to open his eyes he looked down at her and saw her face was flushed red and her eyes were squeezed shut and she was slightly drooling as she panted and moaned beneath him. It was one hell of a sight that made his cock harder as he pumped into her harder and faster. Her moans got higher pitched and he felt her heat tightening around him and he knew she was close as his own prick was swelling up as he neared his release as well.

"Please....please....stab me again. Please."

A bit surprised he didn't falter with his thrusts but he held the knife and drove it into her opposite side from before and she bucked underneath him crying out as her pussy spasmed all around him taking him by surprise. "Shit!"

With no time to pull out he found himself exploding his seed inside of her and could only ride the high from his release as he pushed himself in deeper and allowed a couple more deep and rough thrusts. When he was able to breathe and came down from the high feeling he looked down at her sweaty, bleeding body and felt his cock twitch in arousal. He allowed her to look back at him as he pulled himself out of her. She whimpered in disappointment and he echoed that feeling silently. He wanted to stay inside her but he couldn't. He had to end this match. Picking her up after tucking his dick back into his pants, he walked to where he had passed the hatch earlier hearing the familiar and haunting song of its presence an dropped her beside it.

"Get out of here."

Panting she looked up at him and crawled into the hatch leaving him.

Leaning back against the wall he placed his arm over his eyes and grinned finding himself smitten with her and he knew it was going to be the death of him.

*End*

BONUS STORY:

Danny walked through the aisles of the hardware store his boots thudding against the concrete floor as he headed towards the check out. It was there he saw the bastard who dared to try and cop a feel of HIS woman. Lilyth had come to him before he entered a match and told him the guy had tried feeling her up when she had gone there the day prior to get him some more rope and he had never been so angry in his life. He had told her not worry and that he'd take care of it. Now he was here to do just that. The heavy set man at the register didn't even look up and started scanning his items and grabbed the package that was supposed to contain a knife and when he saw nothing in it he swallowed and looked up nervously at Danny seeing the ghost face mask. Danny tilted his head to the side waving and then he lunged at him not only slitting the man's throat but then driving the knife into the man's back. Satisfied with his work he took a picture with his camera and tucked the camera away and he whispered in the dying man's ear,

"You chose the wrong woman to feel up yesterday. She's mine and now won't have to worry about your perverted sorry excuse of a man bothering her."

Removing the knife from the fuckers back and he grabbed what stuff he had gotten while he was there and threw some money back behind him as he walked out of the store and headed back to where Lilyth was most likely waiting for him either naked or.....well, naked. Pleased with himself he went home and did indeed find her naked and ready to play. Before they engaged in anything however, he showed her the picture and she gasped covering her mouth.

"Oh Danny.....you killed him...? For me...?"

Meeting her gaze he smiled as he lifted up the bloody mask.

"Anything for my girl. No one touches you but me."

Giggling she tackled him and captured his lips in a kiss and sealing the deal of what they'd be doing the rest of the evening.

*Bonus End*

Thank you all so much for reading and I hope it is well received. In case y'all haven't noticed I do in fact have a thing for ghost face. Don't ask me why. The same reason some people have a thing for Freddy or Myers. I'm not here to judge 🤣

Like I said before I do not own the rights, characters, or any Dead by Daylight © content. The only thing I own is Lilyth. I hope y'all enjoyed that bonus segment too. I love the trailer for when they released ghost face so I decided to incorporate a story behind that scene. Again, I hope everyone enjoyed and please feel free to share but make sure to credit me. I don't appreciate my work being stolen. Thank you all so so much ❤️😘

-Mia. B

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Pain...blood...darkness. This was our sick and twisted game. He put on the garments, he grabbed a knife, tied me up so that my feet barely touched the floor, then blindfolded me. This was all a part of our game to get each other off. This all started when Danny had legitimately tried to kill me and turn me into one of his victims but when he had looked into my eyes as he pressed that blade to my throat he didn't see fear, he had seen arousal, interest, and other things he had never seen in his victims before. He had suddenly moved and cut my arm open and the sound that came out of me was a mix of pain and pleasure, shocking him. With that he decided to trust me and took the mask off and introduced himself as Danny Johnson. He then explained why he did what he did and how hard it was to be alone sometimes. While he craved the chase and the killings, he had other needs he craved as well. And I gave him the best of both worlds.

I felt the warmth of my blood run down my legs and I could only pant with longing. His steps were whisper soft as he treaded quietly around the tree I was tied to. Pretending to struggle, I squirmed trying to get free and felt the coldness of his blade rip my side open.

"Fuck! Danny! Mmmm...oh fuck."

I heard the rustle of his clothing and knew he was wiping his blade off and even though I couldn't see him I knew he was smirking under the mask.

"Just a bit longer doll. Now, let's play a little game. You get it right, I'll reward you, you get it wrong and well my dear I'm afraid I'll have to punish you."

Practically drooling with how sexy he sounded I moaned and nodded.

"Very good. First question. Who was the killer that always wields a kitchen knife?"

"Michael Myers..."

I heard him chuckle somewhere off to my right and knew he was circling the tree.

"Very good. Next question. Who was the killer in Friday the 13th?"

Although I knew the answer was Mrs. Vorhees as I'd watched that movie several times with him I smiled wanting his punishment more than the reward.

"Jason. It's Jason."

I heard and felt him stop right in front of me and felt the blade against my skin.

"I'm sorry love. That was the wrong answer. The correct answer is Mrs. Vorhees. Jason doesn't come in until the sequel. Now I have to punish you."

I started to squirm again and feigned noises as if I were scared, including whining and pleading with him.

Suddenly I felt him lift me up supporting my weight before cutting the ropes that had held me to the tree branch. He then untied my hands long enough to tie them behind my back and push my face into the ground before he slowly cut a hole in my jeans from my ass towards the front tearing through the thin fabric of my underwear that had been soaked with my juices. I felt his gloved hands rake down my body as I shivered in anticipation and gasped when he stuck the handle of his blade against my clit and began rubbing me in a circular motion.

"Ahhh....mmm...yes please.."

I rolled my hips back against his touch to which he hit me on my ass. Hard.

"This is not for you to enjoy. You answered incorrectly."

Biting my lip I held still as he drove me towards an orgasm. Just as the heat tore through me and the pressure was building to it's delicious climax he stopped and moved the blade away. Crying out in aggravation I whined his name again and felt the pressure ebb away. This is when he pressed the handle back to my clit and started the process over again. He did this several more times, bringing me to the edge of an orgasm just to stop. I growled in frustration and felt him dig the blade into my hip and felt him lean over the back of my body, his erection digging into my ass.

"I'll give you one more chance to answer a question correctly Allie. If you get it right you live. You get it wrong, you die."

Shuddering, I nodded again not caring that my face was in the dirt.

"Final question. What's my favorite scary movie?"

Smiling, I squirmed readying myself as I felt him lean back and heard him unzip his pants. He must have been close if he asked me a question this easy.

"Your favorite movie is the one where you're the killer and I'm the victim..."

Without saying a word he slammed into me causing me to cry out and he began thrusting aggressively into me. We needed this. I needed this. He always made sure to never seriously hurt me or bleed me too much and when he took me home he'd make sure I got my energy back. It was usually a full two weeks before we would role play again and he had a rule that when we were close to role playing we could not touch ourselves or each other in any sexual way to make the sex better. Fuck was it better. This time we had gone a whole month and would probably be the last time we did that. Our thirsts usually coincided with each other's. We were the perfect twisted couple. There was even occasions he had me help with his killings. Whether it be helping him stalk the girls, or find entrances and exits, setting up his cameras. I loved him and I knew he loved me.

His pace became quicker and more urgent as he bruised my hips with how tight he held them as he continued pounding into me over and over until I felt that blessed heat uncoil from my belly and get hotter and hotter. He then gripped my hair and yanked my head back as he pounded into me, our flesh slapping as it connected.

"What's my favorite scary movie Allie?!"

Feeling the pressure explode inside me I cried out as I orgasmed, "Scream!"

He slammed into me one last time before releasing inside me and I felt his cock twitch and spurt inside me and he moved slowly still until he finished then he let go of me and slid out of me. Squirming, I moved my hips back and forth and felt some of his come drip out of me.

"Danny...please..."

He cut the ropes and removed my blindfold and I stared at the mask covering his face but saw his chest heaving as he tried to regain his breath. I crawled over to him and kneeled slowly moving the mask off and met his steely grey eyes still a bit hazed over with lust.

"Did I do okay Danny....?"

He reached up and cupped my cheek with his gloved hand.

"You were the perfect victim. You're the only one I'll ever not kill."

Smiling, I knew that was his way of saying I love you and I leaned into his touch, placing my hand over his.

"I love you too."

Two people. Brought together by a sick and twisted turn of events. This would be their game until the end.

End.

*Author's Note*

Hello! So I have been playing Dead by Daylight lately, (really awesome game by the way); and everytime I played as the killer I wanted to play as ghost face. I have always loved the scream movies and have oddly enough found him attractive. (Don't ask. I don't understand it either.) So I finally decided to write something I think would fit ghost face. I mixed it up with some dialogue from the actual scream movies with some help from @dark0angel13 as she has all the movies pretty memorized, then used the name of ghost face from dead by daylight which is Danny Johnson. It's my first time kinda writing a horror themed story so be gentle but I hope it is enjoyed as I enjoyed writing it and know I do not own the rights to Dead by Daylight® or the Scream® films. I do however own the character Allie that I made up lol. Thank you. 😊🤗🖤

#dead by daylight #scream #ghost face #danny johnson #video games #movies #horror #romance #blood #other characters #my writing #the characters don't belong to me #except for Allie #don't judge me

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