Max

You heard an all too familiar voice, opening your eyes to see the source, you find it.

Your eyes you red, puffy, your arms bruised, tears streaming down you face.

"Get UP." The woman scolds.

You wanted to hit her, ohh how badly you wanted to hit her.

But you couldn't.

Your own mother?

What kind of monster of a child are you.

"are you listening to me?" the woman struts towards you.

You look around, grab the nearest thing to grab and-

glass shatters.

You look back up at the form.

It's not your mother.

But your bathroom mirror.

Your knuckles bloody from smashing it with your own fist.

The Crack was right in the center where you face would've been placed upon for you to look at your features and be reminded of the comments your mothers friends would give you.

"Oh you look just like her"

" Oh I can tell you'll look exactly like her when you're older"

"You look"

"Just"

"Like"

"Her."

You blinked once again just to find a figure infront of you, it looked like a mummy.

And it was walking towards you.

You're fists are balled up and you're sure he was gonna absolutely rock your shit if you did anything.

So you didn't.

You released your death grip on the thick tension, and stood still as the man came towards you.

He didn't do anything.

He didn't put his hands on you in anyways to inflict pain on you.

But you were crying.

Tears fell from your eyes as you asked the man.

"What...do you want."

He didn't respond

But.

You blinked.

And he was gone.

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You were at work today, making children happy and giving them their first ever fish and knowing their parents will come back in about a week to secretly replace it because their child did not care for it.

Fish are weird.

Wonder what they dream about...

Clock rang and as you knew it you were off.

Going home to eat pizza bagels and watch your trash TV on your phone.

Not much had changed since that night the man in white came to visit you.

But he has.

He's been keeping an eye on you.

Making sure you don't get into touble.

But why?

Why were YOU so special?

What had this fearfull world you call home had set in stone that something so dangerous could happen that a strange man had to watch over you?

You didn't know.

He sure as hell didn't.

But the two little menon his shoulders and the skeletal bird at his side had a job to do.

Protect the innocent of the night.

The fist of vengeance has duties they must take care of.

And he couldn't do it, unless he knew you were safe.

And you weren't.

Not here.

Not in this cruel world.

You were watching your trash show and fell asleep.

And you drempt about the man.

He saved you from your vile mother.

If only.

You woke up in a sweat.

The man.

The man was literally in your dreams, the one thing that you could use to escape the world.

Besides your phone.

Oh god what do you do.

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A/n: guys I'm so sorry it took so long omg, I just have school and work and all that shmaz.

"Okay..yeah."

25 minutes.

25 minutes late.

You waited 25 minutes for him.

He's not going to show up is he?

Fuck this. You thought.

You grabbed your purse and headed straight for the door.

And as soon as you walked up, the doors swing open, with a very sweaty and very exhausted Steven looking up and you like a kicked puppy.

"Oh love..we're you..we're you leaving?.." he heaves as you look at him with a distorted look on you face.

You grab his hand walk up to the bar and shove him onto the stools, not to hard but definitely not to soft.

"25 minutes." You said with gritted teeth.

"I know love-" "25 minutes exactly!" You whisper shout to him.

"Love I..I can explain." He sighs.

"Well you better hurry on the way" you day before grabbing his wrists and walking towards the exit.

" Oh! Okay.." he says behind you, quite flustered with how rough you're being with him.

You began to walk to a bus stop while he explained.

" so when I was finally ready! I walked out the door and the bus was leaving." He says out of breath as the bus finally shows up.

.

"Wow." You say.

He looks over to you.

" that's it?, as you dragged me all the way to a bus stop, held my wrist in the tightest hold and wow?" He says in disbelief "

You walk onto the buss with him and sit down and pat the seat next to you signaling him to sit down .

"All that..for me?" You say, why would he go through all that?.

"Well because..you're very smart, you're pretty, beautiful. Very cunning, and dashing, and the way you express yourself in everything is just so..you, I don't ever want you to think of yourself differently than anyone else". He says, with true interest.

"..not..everyone, I wasn't a very big hit with my ex." You say putting your head down.

He turns to you, and leans his head down.

"Why not darling?"

"He thought I was..annoying..and that the only GOOD think about me was my..my body.." he grinds his teeth and you swear they would have broke for you not stop him.

"But! We uhm.. i got away from that." You say putting your hand onto his shoulder.

He turns his head back to the front of him.

"I don't think you're annoying." He says quietly.

"Thank you. " you reply.

Once you reached your stop, you reach out for his hand instead of snatching it, he looks up and smiles at you and takes your hand and follows you off the bus.

You arrived..at his flat?

You've been over there once to know his room was on the fith floor.

You reach the elevator and press the five button.

"Wait are we- love i" the ding signals that you on his floor.

"Y/n wait I didn't think we'd come back here, I didn't clean up-" he stops.

You kiss him.

Hungrily as it is, you also show love and desire.

While he was busy with the shock going down his spine. You opened his doors with his keys while he was disconnected from this plane, you shove him inside.

"Oh I don't care. I don't care one bit" you say to him as he backs up, his pants growing tighter under the gaze of your lustful eyes.

"Love...I huh" he breathes heavily, having your gaze fixed on him is so very exciting., but makes him very nervous.

You shut the door and lock, all the while Steven is a nervous wreck, is he really going to have sex with his best friend?, his only friend at that.

If this goes wrong it could change everything.

"SO Steven. " you raise your voice slightly.

He looks over to you.

"How much knowledge do you have on this concept?" You ask walking closer to the man.

He shakes his head, no, this was all so different to him and new.

"Oh baby I had a feeling you would say that" you say taking his hand in yours and walking over to his bed.

Until.

You spot it.

"It's not a sex thing I promise! Sorry.. is that kind of a red flag to you?" He asks cautiously.

"That entirely depends Steven." you say lustfully.

"Oh".

"But that seems a little too extreme for you today baby, let's learn the basics." You set him down onto the bed and straddle his waist feeling his hardened length kept under his pants.

You grind down softly, just enough to get him used to the feeling, tou whimpers softly, nestling his head into the crook of your neck.

"I know baby.." you hold his head up to look at you.

You lay him on his back and get rid of your skirt, putting a hand on his thigh, as if asking for permission, he nods so you unzip his pants and pull them down ever so slightly to reveal the precum on his trousers.

You go back up to pull them down, and his cock springs free and the tip is leaking precum onto his stomach.

Steven lies there in embarrassment, while you sat there in shock.

It's always the quiet ones.

"eh..eheh...it's considered..rude to stare" he shuffles under your gaze.

You eyes wander off to the ankle restraint.

You look at his eyes as he squirms with nervousness.

"Okay sweetheart. " you slid your panties off and throw them off wherever and not caring where they land.

They just so happen to land on a mirror, where Steven looked and saw himself, but different, the man in the mirror was not Steven, as he had a look of shock on his face.

But thats for another time.

You begin stroking his cock, in a slow smoothe rhythm, looking in his eyes as he whimpers meekly, hands gripping the sheets until his knuckles turn white

"You're so pretty steven" you whisper under your breathe, coming out quieter than intended.

You pick up the pace leaving Steven in gasps and breathy moans as his hands find your wrists gripping onto hem tightly.

"Gonna- love I don't- wanna..not yet!" He cries out, and you grab his face pulling his chin down so he's looking at you.

"Go ahead baby, for me?" You respond as he shuts his eyes, dipping his head back and shocks of pleasure shoot throughout his body, releasing himself onto his lower stomach and your fist.

You slow down the motion helping him ride out his orgasm as his quiet sobs slow down.

"Ah...ahhh...s-sorry..oh God I'm so sorry-" he stutters out.

"It's okay love" you repeat back his nickname

Steven looks down between your legs, and he reaches forward for your thigh when you stop his hand.

"I think you've had enough for today." You say kindly to him, to which he replies

"Well love-"

And suddenly your back is against his wall the bed is pushed against.

"Thats just not fair innit?" He says spreading your thighs apart.

"Steven really it- oH FUCK-" You gasp and his lips attach to your clit, sucking harshly but ever so slow.

"Fuck steven!" You scream, hand thrown into his hair, gripping harshly.

He groans and they send straight pleasure throughout your core

"Fucckk steven..so good..so so..fuck." you manage to squeak out at his attack to your wet folds.

Your legs begin to shake as your eyes roll to the back of your head and everything turns white.

You slowly come down from your intense orgasm, and Steven mouth and chin are covered with your slick.

"..fffuck" you manage out, legs feeling numb, you reach forward and wipe the sweat of his brow before pulling him down next to you.

"..I don't belive it." you say.

"You don't belive what love?" Replied Steven

"I don't beilve you're a virgin, eating pussy like THAT? What the fuck steven?" You say playfully

"Oh..past life?? Maybe muscle memory"he replies.

"SOMETHING..shit.." you laugh

"I love you" he sighs

"..I love you too."

Steven is awoken in the middle of the night to whispers.

He looks to the side of him at the mirror next to his bed.

The man in the mirror with a completely different expression, a look of shock.

"What the fuck steven"

A/n: omg my first smut!!! Thank you for requesting this, I know it's bad but like I said FIRST smut, I hope you like it!!