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The air was thick, a norm for mid-July. And with the A/C in your apartment being busted, you were forced to sleep on your couch with the windows wide open. With no windows in your tiny room, the arrangement worked fine enough, though even with the larger bay windows wide open, the air still was heavy with heat and humidity.

So you did what any twentysomething girl living alone in the city would do. Sleep in your underwear, of course. Scantily clad in a pair of cheeky boyshorts, you pranced around the small apartment like a fawn. Some old sitcom flashed on the screen of the laptop nestled on your coffee table.

The melotonin fluttering through your brain eased you to a groggy state of mind, and the hum of the box fan was making it even harder to stay awake and pay attention to the medicore man on the screen. Something... something airplane food.

Maybe you didn't hate this sleeping arrangement. It would be fine until the repairmen were in your apartment later that week.

But he loved the sleeping arrangement.

You not being in your room as often meant hiding under your bed and in your closet wasn't as shitty of a choice anymore. Not like it wasn't something he was used to. Even back then, when your dad would come to check on you during the night, Jeff would crawl under the bed or scramble to the closet to hide from the beefy man.

Now this was different. Jeffery had been giddy all day; it could almost be classified as kiddish if the reason why wasnt so hellish

And as sleep finally had you slumping down into the leather couch, flesh on full display, he knew he wouldn't have to wait much longer. That melotonin knocked you cold. He'd be on you soon enough.

Your brain couldn't exactly come up with a reason why your thin sheet suddenly grew as heavy and as hot as a fur blanket. Especially with your body still under the effects of the medication you took. Opening your bleary eyes, you tried to kick out to free your legs, but you couldn't seem to do so. You whined out and rolled your head back to the center of your pillow, rubbing your eyes, trying and failing to wake yourself up.

You shot your hands into the darkness and flinched when it made contact with a soft, hairy texture. Your eyes flew open, and a loud scream bubbled up in your throat, which was quickly hushed by a large hand slapping over your mouth. The stranger leaned over you until his forehead was pressed against yours. Drool dripped down his chin as he eerily grinned down at you

Your stomach puckered, and he couldn't ignore the shiver of pride that coiled down his spine as hot tears soaked into his hand. He had you. Finally, after countless fucking years, he had you underneath him.

"You have no fucking idea... how long it took for me to find... to find you..." He breathed, putting more pressure against your mouth, which meant more pressure for your sleep-muddled brain. Your hands shot up to claw at his flesh.

"No! No, you don't get to fuckin' ruin this for me, doll." He shook your body, and a muffled whimper of pain rolled from your chest. His drool grossly crawled down your cheek, and you shrank back as he leaned closer once more.

"I'm going to eat you alive." He muttered, his rough tongue darting out to lick your cheek. You sobbed hard into his hand, and he groaned, leaning back.

His free hand trailed up your stomach and cupped your breast. Your chest clenched as you looked down to where his hand lay, his cold thumb brushing your nipple. Eliciting a soft, dizzy whine.

Maybe it was due to a not-clear head, but his touch felt so reminicent, just like how it had felt back then. But you couldn't shake the way nausea wracked your helpless body at his appearance.

Pinching the rosey bud between his thumb and pointer squeezed down hard, taking this chance to free his hand from your mouth and to shove his tongue down your throat. Without second thought, you bit down, only to be blindsided with a rough slap.

Your mouth filled with blood, and you blinked, trying to stop the thrumming in your head.

"Acting like I won't gut you and fuck your dead fucking body." He growled, roughly shoving his calloused, dirty hand down into your panties.

Your hips twisted and thrashed as he pressed his fingers into your clit rubbing it slowly. Unblinking eyes watching every reaction your face displayed. The way your brows furrowed and the way your eyes were glassy with tears. How your chest stuttered and your weak attempts to back away from him.

Trapped beneath him and the couch. Like a fawn in the maw of a rabid wolf. Jeff would consume you whole and that was a promise.

“I, heh, I tracked you. Followed you at the stupid fuckin’ job” he laughed like something was funny. Like you didn’t feel like your entire world was crashing in waves around you.

“Watched you while you worked, sittin’ in the booth in the corner..”

His breath fanned your face, and you whined into the air. Unable to block him out, his body infecting you like a disease. Worming under your skin and into the meat that was hidden beneath your flesh.

Jeff groaned and leaned down to capture your lips in what little was left of his, his tongue shoving past the barrier you attempted to put up with your lips.

His tongue was hot against your own, and it felt like he was trying to fucking smother you. He was all around you, all you could smell or feel.

He reeked like flesh and blood. The smell making you dizzy.

The raven haired killer pulled away from your lips with a loud pop! His teeth finding the thin flesh of your neck where it met your shoulder, and he sunk his canines into your skin.

A loud sharp cry strained from your throat and he groaned against your flesh. Rutting his hips into your panty clad cunt. Cock straining against the fabric of his dirty jeans, desperate to be buried in your sweet pussy.

Where he belonged. Where you belonged.

“I still.. remember how fuckin’ good you felt. How your tight little cunt squeezed me. Like you wanted me to breed you. You’d like that wouldn’t you… yeah, you want Jeff to fuck a baby into ya’?”

Your bottom lip trembled and you shook your head. Face contorting in an ugly grimace as he chuckled down at you. A raspy nasty laugh, taunting and unkind.

“I wasn’t asking, doll.”

You watched as Jeff sat back on his knees, the buckle of his belt like a gunshot echoing through your apartment. Your stomach dropping as you realized. You really had no way out of this. The boy you once loved, now turned serial murderer, was going to ruin you. How disgustingly poetic, hm?

Jeff was big, his cock springing free from the confines of his ratty boxers bouncing in the dim moonlight. You watched as he shivered, fisting his length in his calloused hand. Giving it a few pumps to really get the blood flowing.

“You look so cute like this baby. Your trembling so hard, fuckin’ sounds like your teeth are gonna fall out your stupid head.”

His hand met your face hard, and the sound you made was strained due to his hand wrapping tight around your windpipe. Sending your eyes back into your skull, and making your body thrash in panic.

So blindsided by the pain in your face and your lack of oxygen, you failed to notice him tearing your flimsily panties from your body. The bulbous thick head of his cock kissing your clit. Unwanted pleasure sparkled through you like a firework and you keened into the air.

Jeff’s hand left your throat to tangle in your hair, tilting your head down so you could see where he was positioned betwixt your thighs. A weak hiccup left your throat as you felt your cunt clench around nothing. Gasping for air as you shook.

“Awe.. looks like she remembers me.” He grinned down at you before tilting his head down, a thick glob of spit falling from his lips and dropping down onto your clit. Sliding down your folds and collecting with the slick beginning to grow.

Without a second chance to even try to object, Jeff guided his cock past your folds and slipped the tip into your hole. A deep, guttural growl rumbled out of his chest and he hastily drove his hips into yours. The sudden fullness knocking the air from your lungs for what felt like the hundredth time that night. Your eyes going cross and your jaw falling slack as he bottomed out in your tight pussy.

“That’s it.. fuck.. you’re squeezing me so tight, princess. Feel that good?” His voice was airy, like just sliding into you already had him close. Your gummy walls squeezing and milking him. Molding around his cock like the perfect cocksleeve.

His fingers found your hips in a painful hold, and he pulled his hips back so just the tip caught on your entrance. Before slamming back into your cunt, pulling a choked sob from you.

His pace was relentless, fucking into you like he was trying to push past your cervix and into your womb. The aggressive echo of skin meeting skin bounced off the walls. Sweat rolling between your knees and down your chest. Dripping down your forehead.

Jeff’s hair was matted to his head as he buried his scarred face in the crook of your neck. Pounding into you so hard you were afraid the whole couch was going to buckle beneath his thrusts. Scraping against the shitty wood.

Your head was tilted back, eyes rolled back into yours skull and your nails sinking into the pale skin of his back. Leaving angry red scratch marks in their wake. Squeaky moans and gasps for air were punched from your mouth. Cunt drooling down your ass and into the shitty leather of your couch.

“Jeff…! J-Jeff ! O-oh!”

His large hand wrapped around your jaw, forcing you to meet his unblinking gaze. His pupils were blown so wide they swallowed the blue to the edge. Blood and drool dripping from his chin and down your chest.

He looked insane, drunk off the feeling of your pussy squeezing him. Sucking him in like it would die without him.

That’s what you were made for. For him to hurt and to mold. A pretty art project for him to shatter.

His hand disappeared between your bodies, fingers finding your clit once more. And you cried out thrashing against him.

“That’s it… wanna - holy shit… wanna feel you come around me..”

Your body thrashed like it was possessed, hips bucking off the couch to meet his thrusts. The slight outline of his cock through your stomach making you whine. Babbling about being so full. Nonsense mixed with his name the only thing that could even form on your tongue.

Your orgasm hit without warning. Exploding so hard in your gut you felt like you had been struck by a train. Your toes curled and your teeth found their way into his shoulder. The metallic taste of his blood exploding on your tongue. A deep moan met your ears as Jeff dug his nails into your thighs, hips meeting yours once more as he fucked his cum into you. Swearing and hissing under his breath as he trembled above you. His stomach flexing as he came inside you.

The two of you laid tangled together, slick with sweat. Your chest heaving as you sunk into the coach. Eyes falling shut as your limbs ached in pain. Pussy contracting around his now flaccid cock. Your mind now hazy and blissfully fucked out.

You awoke with a jolt the next morning, the hustle and bustle of the city outside filtering into your apartment. Was it all just some really fucked up dream?

But as you leered down, you noticed the dried blood staining your bare chest. The now dry cum slathered against your inner thighs and how sticky your body felt. Your legs trembled as you pulled your sweat slick body off the leather couch, needing a cold shower to scrub your body clean.

Passing by the kitchen, you just barely missed the small piece of paper pinned on your fridge by a magnet.

A crude promise, handwriting sloppier than a child’s. Uniquely Jeff’s.

A promise that he’d be back.

Not like you could really escape him that easily.

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