#dbdkiller

Seeing the Trickster had almost became a normal for you. It seemed he was in almost every trial with you. It was almost like you had been cursed to see the male killer every time the entity called upon you. You were shockingly innocent for the world you now lived in. You were still scared of everything about the entity's realm. Most of the survivors were almost used to seeing each other die or at least seeing the horrific killers running after them you however were not.

You were almost happy to see the trickster at this point he was the most human looking killer and he almost looked kind in your eyes. You constantly ignored him killing your peers and just focused on the fact that somewhere in there he could be a kind person. It was something about him telling you that. It couldn't be his menacing yellow eyes the eyes that looked you up and down every time they saw you. It couldn't be his blood splatter clothes. So what was it that made you feel almost comfortable around the killer. Anytime anyone asked why you weren't scared of him but scared of everyone else. You never had a answer. You could hardly answer when they asked why you were so scared of everything anyways. You had always been like this you were sheltered growing up and being pulled into the entity's realm full of death and danger it was like hell on earth for you. But somehow the Trickster soothed you.

It was like almost every trial with the trickster you were working on a generator as usual and you weren't scared you almost knew one hundred percent that he wasn't going to target you. But this time this trust in this killer was wrong. As you were peacefully working on the generator your heart begins pounding loudly in your ears. It sounds like a drum being played right next to your head. It almost gives you a headache with how loud it gets. You pull your hands out of the generators wires and cover your ears whimpering slightly at how loud it is. Soon another sound comes into earshot. It sounded like someone throwing darts at a dart board. It was the tricksters knives hitting the wall right behind you. When you realize how close to danger you are you immediately panic unsure of what to do. Your trust had just been broken. Was there even meaning to your trust to begin with did you come up with this trust in your head or did this killer truly not want to kill you.  Your wide eyes stare in to his wild yellow ones and you hear his signature laughter making you almost want to cry. Your terrified you feel as if you are dying without even being hit. However the killer soon realizes what he is doing. The trickster stares at you and realizes how scared you are he notices your shaking and notices the fresh tears streaming down your face. He glances over and sees the unfinished generator and realizes he scared you. The trickster sighs and runs his hand through his hair making some strands stand up then he begins walking towards you. He gets inches away and crouches down to get on eye level with you and raises his hand. His hand lays on your head ruffling your hair and he soon stands again and leaves with a few passing words. "You may be scared of everyone else, but do not fear me." You sit wide eyed and sniffle trying to quickly wipe your tears and continue working on the generator you knew you were safe now. You knew that you could trust him and that he would be the only thing here you don't have to be scared of.

TG: choke and language

As the last gen was done, the power diffused in the doors so you and your team could escape. You were opening the door but it was taking a long time. Deep on your veins, you could feel that the killer was near. You mended at least three times during this trial, enough was enough, you were decided to survive. Suddenly, you saw the hatch near a corner, you tried to make noise to alert the others. But suddenly, you felt your heart beating faster and could hear some grunge rock music. For sake, Frank was coming, you hide in a locker.

Frank was turning around the area, you prayed him to not found you. You could see through a little hole in the locker that the other ones were escaping by the hatch.

Suddenly, Jeff was hit and fell on the floor. Frank grabbed to hook him but you jumped off immediately, So Frank let him free and Jeff ran away.

 You ran toward the hatch, hearing the sound of freedom when something grabbed your arm and pushed you against the wall. It was Frank.

“Oh no, not this time.”

He put his hand on your throat, choking you. Whistling as you tried to gain oxygen, you stared him on the mask.

“Frank, let me go!  I played the game by its rules.”

You were staring at this grotesque smiling mask covered in blood. You used your hands to hit him on the shoulder as he was choking harder. Frank pushed his body against you, menacing your face with his knife on his other hand.

“You were an annoying piece oh shit during all this trial, I should slice your pretty throat and give you what you deserve.”

What was those sensations you felt when he said “pretty”?

He was sending you strange vibes. Indeed, he never hooked you from the trial but he was here, talking when he could simply stab you to death. So you decided to play his game as your heart was beating faster. You slipped your hand on his crotch and pressed slowly. Frank had a movement backward surprised. He spoke to you:

“You are going to regret this”

He choked you again and pressed his body against you. You could feel his body hard on your low body.

“Let’s play a game Frank. If I can please you, you give me the hatch. If I don’t, you can kill me as hard as you can. Nobody is here to judge us. You don’t have to listen to the Entity. Let’s have fun.”

Frank though for a second and looked at you.

“Deal.”

Suddenly realising your mistake, you thought you would be stabbed in the chest. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, hoping to die soon. But instead, Frank took off his mask, He was handsome and kinda rebellious. He was totally the kind of bad boy you were avoiding when you were in high school.

Suddenly, Frank kissed you tenderly. You let his soft lips on you. It was your first kiss since a long time. Then Frank pulled out his mouth and said:

“One word to the others and I will slug you for three months.”

You smiled and nodded.

Then he kissed you again but this time it was more intense. You felt heat growing in your chest. It felt like Frank was playing this game seriously. Frank was holding your face in his hands, you let sensations going through your body. It was so long since you kissed someone, you nearly forgot how nice it was. Especially when he started to put his tongue in your mouth and kiss you tenderly. You could feel an electric spark going down your spine. You let yourself play with his tongue too.

This part of Frank was new, how could you imagine that this fury could be soft like this. You pushed him back and challenged him.

“Okey big boy, show me what a real fury can do !”

Frank looked at you a bit surprised but also satisfied.

“You’re like me. A stupid freak.”

Then with a grin, he put his hand against your throat and gently shocked you. You replied his grin with an angry smile and grabbed his bulge.

You didn’t know if it was the cold of the mount Ormont or this burning desire but you were electrified. Under your fingers, Frank was hardening and he let a quiet moan escape from his throat. So you decided to go underneath his pant and rub his skin.

Frank closed his eyes and bitten his lip.

“Shit. It feels so good after all this time. Let me help you too.”

He let his finger run toward your breast and grab your tits. His began to slowly suck one of them, while you were touching both of you with each of your hand. Frank let several muffled moans escaping while he was sucking your tits. The pleasure you could feel was growing nicely. But you were standing for too long. It was time to go deeper.

“Frank, I’m cold -you said- let’s go inside”.

Frank nodded and you went inside the schack. Here a warm fire was burning in the fireplace. The legion member searched behind the bar and he took some warm and thick blanket. He laid it and pushed you on it.

“I’m a fury but I like comfort” he said with a shrug. And before you could say anything, Frank was already undressing your jean. You liked what you see. He put his hand on your thighs and spread it. Then he shoves his face between your legs and started to lick it.

After all those years, getting licked seemed to be the taste of heaven. You started to moan along with Frank’s tongue movements, closing your eyes.

“Hmmm Frank this feels so… Good.”

When you opened your eyes again, you took a moment to notice what was in front of you. Frank was kneeling on the backhand and his erected body was throbbing.

“Show me what you can do, little freak.” He spoke.

And without any more word, you put his tip in your mouth and started to lick it gently.

“Oh fuuuck.” Said Frank before starting to eat you again in sixty-nine.

This position was delightful and while Frank was grabbing your thighs firmly as an answer to your gesture, were moaning with your full mouth. You grabbed his ass and pushed his waist in a way to make him go deeper in your throat. Surprised by the mov and by the sensation, Frank let a deep moan reverb on your skin.

“Shiit. You really ARE a freak. If I knew you were this good, I would had trapped you more often.”

“Oh Frank, How I could knew you were so good at it? This… This feels so freaking good.” And as you finished this sentence, you were overwhelmed by a new heat wave. This wasn’t the fire place; this was something else. The grip of your mouth went faster and stronger around Franck’s cock while you the heat between your legs was coming faster and stronger. Then you let it go. A loud orgasm was hitting you, shaking you body violently with heat waves.

Frank pulled out his body to let you breathe as you reached the final point of your orgasm.

You took a moment to getting back from this fever dream and realised Frank changed his position. He wiped his mouth with his forearm and laid on you.

As he was entering slowly in you, you could see a glim in his eyes.

“Hey, freak, my turn to play now” he whispered.

Finally, his erected body started to make back up and forth movement in your vagina. Again, your felt deep sensations, making you whine. Frank shoved his head in your shoulders and you could hear him groan. Frank raised his head and appreciated the view of your bouncing nipples as you were enjoying the sound of his pelvis smacking yours. He kissed you gently.

Suddenly you had the sensation to watch a new Frank, someone tender and soft. Far from this guy who likes to torture and stab your teammates, the same you saw kill Kate in front of the hatch once. He seemed at this moment to be fragile and vulnerable. You liked what you see and you put your hand on his face gently. A bit surprised, Frank tried to avoid this but then he understood and let you do it.

Trying to remain proud, Frank breathed

“Hey little freak. Don’t try to make me kind and tender.”

Then he made you roll on the side as your body was laying on the blanket but your legs were raised against your stomach. Frank entered in your body and you could feel heat waves but in a different way. The sensations were a felling of the doggy and the missionary pleasure. You moaned but in a different way. You voice pitched higher and you let your arms grab the blanket. You let yourself go as Frank was pounding you like a beast. The grip on your ass was stronger. He was overwhelmed by the pleasure and so you were. And as you nearly passed out, you could hear Frank groan as his came in you. You rolled on the blanket and let him lay on your chest as he was taking back his breath.

As you were enjoying the post coital silence and the warmness of the fire, you noticed that Frank fell asleep. You put your fingers through his hair and enjoyed this moment before getting back to the campfire and be killed again and again.

Later, when Frank took you to the hatch, he seemed grateful. He kissed you on the forehead and whispered:

“Thank you freak. I needed that.” And he put a little pin in your pocket. “Keep this in your pocket so we won’t hurt you.”