#ghostface bluelock

Part one

Ghostface!Rin Itoshi x fem!reader

Cw: knifeplay, spitting, choking, stalking(?),p in v, female reader, female anatomy, oral (f!receiving),

A little less dialogue this time!

Lowk might be cupcakke references in here I was listening to my goat while writing oops

Ahem, first time writing smut not too much on me pls🥺🫰 NOT proofread P

Rule number one- don’t make a sound. You know your way around your own house better than the intruder, especially in the dark. Map out your surroundings, pick up something you can defend yourself with, and get to an exit as swiftly as possible.

Atleast, that was what you remembered from all those comment sections on tiktok. So, you didn’t panic. You made a mistake, sure, but what was screaming and running away going to do?— Nothing except aid in your demise. You had forgotten about the phone in your hand, and when you looked down and realized you were still on the line, you heard him begin speaking again.

“Tell me, [name]. What’s your favorite scary movie?”

You were nervous, but you still had to answer, for your own good. So, you took a stuttering breath in and formed a reply.

“Uhm…I uh, I like slashers? I think..hey how do you uhm..how do you know my name?”

“Good choice…I like those too. But if you really liked them so much, wouldn’t you know better than to leave your window unlocked?”

“You distracted me. I forgot. Answer my question too”

At the same time you spoke, you tiptoed towards your bedroom, slowly pushing the door open and stepping inside from the dark hallway. He wouldn’t be able to find you here, right? You couldn’t hear any footsteps or breathing nearby, so you took the chance to close the door and click the lock shut.

“What would be the fun in that? Hey- [name]?”

“Y-yeah…?”

“Aren’t you too smart to think the bedroom is the safest option…?”

Fuck.

A loud slam sounded out as your closet door flung open and and smacked against the wall before the figure inside looks right out at you and let’s out a—

“Boo.”

“AHHHHHHH!”

You let out an ear piercing shrill before darting towards the door in a pathetic attempt to escape. The fucker hid in your closet? What kind of slasher movie bullshit is this

Then, as if the universe wanted to give you a “fuck you” moment, you tripped over your own feet, landing harshly on the ground with a loud thwack, before feeling two strong hands grip your ankles.

Oh, you’re fucked. Little did you know you meant that quite literally, wink wink smirk heh

“NO! Let me go!”

You begin thrashing around, trying to grab at any and everything you could reach, but your attempts were futile as you were dragged back inside before being picked up and thrown onto the bed on your back. And the mysterious man, who you’re now face to face with/ finally giving you a chance to see who he is…is wearing a ghostface mask?

Could this night get any worse?

He towers over you, knees on either side of your hips before leaning down and pressing a gloved hand over your mouth, while holding something cold and sharp against your throat. Is that…oh god. It’s a knife. He’s pressing a kitchen knife against your throat!

All you can do now is look up at him with wide, glossy eyes, hopefully successfully getting across the message of “please don’t fucking kill me.” He stares at you for a moment longer, before taking his hand off your mouth and bringing it up to his own- except this time, it’s a single pointer finger being pressed onto an uncannily wide frown, followed by a subtle tilt of his head to the side.

“Not a sound, yeah?”

You nod, eyes following his every movement, then, in a barely audible, shaky whisper-

“W-what do you want from m-me…?”

“Are you scared?”

“…yes.”

“Don’t be, I won’t hurt you. For now anyways”

“Then w-what do you want?”

“You’ll see”

You hate to admit it, but despite his ominous and non-direct response, your current position was turning you on a lot more than it probably should. So naturally, you instinctively went to squeeze your thighs together, completely forgetting the grown ass man actively straddling you. That, unfortunately, didn’t seem to go unnoticed.

“Hm..? You can’t be serious.”

“I- i uhm. I uh…”

You lick your lips, your mouth feeling dry as you struggle to form a proper sentence at his words, and your eyes dart around the room refusing to look at his “face.” Although you couldn’t help but think- if he wasn’t gonna kill you…and he didn’t seem like some old dirty man then…you only live once, right?

“I-I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to.”

"I have a knife to your throat."

All you can manage to do is look at him through your lashes, awaiting his next move since he was completely in control at the moment. Maybe he’d give you what you wanted, and then slit your throat. That wouldn’t be such a bad way to go, would it? His voice was kinda hot, hopefully it matched his dick.

Not receiving a response, he begins to drag the knife lower and lower, dipping into your neckline before you hear a sudden-

shhliiiipp

You gasp, not just from the shock of what just happened, but from the feeling of the cold air biting at your bare nipples. What? It’s not your fault you were just about to go to bed, were you supposed to predict a home intrusion and put on a bra to be more presentable?

“Fuck, really?”

He takes a deep breath, before changing his grip on the large knife in favor of grabbing each tit into a firm grip and squeezing the soft skin. A soft whine escapes you, your body betraying you as his kneading adds onto the heat pooling between your legs too much.

“Ah…”

“Hm? You like that? What a weird girl…getting turned on from a psycho who broke into your house, something’s wrong with you.”

“m-me?! You’re the fucking creep who’s stalking me-!”

smack

You yelped, a loud smack sounding through the room, followed by a stinging sensation on your right tit. He just slapped your fucking boob.

“didn’t I tell you to stay quiet?”

“I'm sorry…I’ll be good, I promise, please don’t hurt me”

You followed your statement up with a bite of your trembling lower lip, making sure to look up and make “eye contact” with the ghost mask.

Let’s be serious, you have no power right now, and you’re incredibly horny. If you can’t get out of the situation, you might as well give in and play along at this point, whats the harm in fulfilling your own sexual fantasies as well? Regardless— he seemed to take pleasure in your words, grabbing both edges of his black robe and sliding it off himself, revealing an incredibly toned body, and you hate to admit exactly how much you’re currently enjoying the view.

Slowly he climbs off, freeing you of his crushing weight, before settling again this time in between your legs. Grabbing the knife, he uses it to pry your knees open gently, before not so gently ripping the fabric of not only your shorts but your lace panties as well, right down the seam. Free of your last piece of clothing, you’re now left completely bare and revealed to his disfigured eyes. You really wish he’d take that stupid mask off.

You go to close your legs and cover your legs instinctively, before he stops you with a sharp blade in the way, and his voice rings out- smooth and

“careful now, wouldn’t want these pretty thighs and those hands to get all cut up now, right?”

You shake your head sheepishly, a light blush (which he hopefully doesn’t notice,) creeping up to your cheeks. He proceeds to lean down, now at an angle where his ghostly face is right in between your inner thighs, one strong hand coming up to grab your hip, before the other brings the tip of the knife up- and you feel a stinging pain that pulls a yelp out of you.

“ow!- I said no!”

“that’s funny, because I didn’t hear you say anything.”

He doesn’t stop though, only applying more pressure down on your hip in order to keep you in place, before continuing to use the knife as a pencil,— dragging the tip as it breaks the first layer of your skin just enough to draw blood out. Scrunching your eyes in pain as the stinging sensation doesn’t stop, you distinctly feel a warm liquid trickling down your thigh which helps you gain the courage to pry one eye open and look down.

You make out two large initials— it looks like “R.I”..? Are those his initials? When he finished marking you, he tossed the knife aside—completely out of your reach, before using his thumb to smear your blood all over the inside of your thigh, and you couldn’t help but lick your dry lips and speak up despite the subtle pain that remained.

“please…please take the mask off..I want to see you.”

He stilled at your words— despite knowing the risk of letting you know who he was, he knew he didn’t stand a chance when he looked up and met your shiny, pleading eyes. Deciding fuck it, he brought his hands up, gripped the edge of the mask, and ripped it off his face before tossing it to the side— not long after followed by a small thud as it landed somewhere on the floor.

“there, happy?”

He sneered after fulfilling your wish, making eye contact with your own widened eyes. Out of everything you expected— it was not the Rin Itoshi. As in the famous Rin on your colleges soccer team..all sneers, scoffs, and eye rolls. What the fuck? You’re not complaining though— he was just so fucking hot. His muscles on free display for you to ogle at paired with those heavenly lashes that framed his beautiful green eyes perfectly. And you don’t wanna get started on that now messy (and slightly sweaty) dark green hair.

God, if you were anyone else with even half of a brain, you would’ve been disgusted at him— maybe even told him how fucked up he was, but you just couldn’t help the excitement and delightfulness you felt upon finally laying your eyes on that face.

You digress however. Not finding yourself trustworthy enough to use your voice at the moment, you simply nod and look away, breaking the eye contact. What you didn’t expect however, (once again,) was for the guy to dip his head back down and stick his tongue out in order to lick up the blood spilling down your thigh. Making sure to get every drop in his mouth before swiftly turning his head and switching his attention to you clit.

“a-ah…!Fuck!”

Your head tilts back against the soft pillows while your mouth opens to let out small moans and stuttering breaths at his actions. And he just seems to be getting even more lost in the taste of you, taking his tongue from your clit to your now leaking and throbbing hole, making sure to slurp up all those juices before sticking his tongue inside of you—

“aah- oh my god! don’t stop!”

Your hand reaches down before you can think, and you grip his hair tightly, anchoring yourself as you grind onto his face, chasing your high borderline desperately. And apparently, he’s more than willing to comply, getting messier as he grips your thighs tighter in his palms, and he brings his face away for a breath that lasts no longer than one second, before spitting right on your pussy and diving right back in. The sounds he’s making are borderline nasty, all that can be heard being slurping and wetness, and it feels fucking amazing.

Your moans continue to get higher in pitch and more consistent, his pace getting more aggressive as his tongue explores every inch of your wet pussy, almost as if he can’t get enough of you. He doesn’t stop when you speak up again,

“fuck! m’so close pleasepleaseplease Rin please m’gonna cum!”

He instead presses his face closer, and his nose is now nudging you clit at the same time his tongue is going side to side on your labia, before it dives right back inside of you, and it doesn’t take long for the double stimulation to break that tight knot inside of your stomach unexpectedly. He can tell you’re about to cum, and speaks up for the first time since he got in-between your legs—

“that’s a good fuckin’ girl, cum on my tongue like a slut.”

And after that, you don’t hear anything else besides static— your eyes roll to the back of your head, leaving only the whites visible as your legs shake violently, your hand never leaving it’s grip on his hair however— and all he does is keep licking at your pussy while you ride out your orgasm, with no complaints, just cleaning up the mess. Rin would stay there all night if he could, but sadly he was on a time limit. This time anyways.

So, he gives one last kiss to your puffy clit before finally prying his hands off your thighs and rising up to his knees. He looks down at you, and god you look beautiful, your hair messy from all your tossing and turning, tears prickling the edge of your eyes while your chest heaves up and down as you try to catch your breath. To Rin, this is proof of the pleasure he made you feel. He brings the back of his hand up to wipe at his mouth and chin, before licking his lips and leaning down to connect his with your own, and you don’t hesitate any more than two seconds before your arms come up to wrap around his neck as you reciprocate his kiss.

It’s not gentle, no, far from it— and you’ve learned that Rin kisses the same way he eats pussy, messy and aggressive. Your lips clashing with each other before his tongue swipes at your bottom lip, and you swiftly open your mouth— allowing his tongue to slither its way inside of it as he explores your the inside the same way he did your heat just moments before. You feel drool start spilling down your chin, yet you couldn’t care less as it only adds to the wetness in between your legs pooling once again. What you failed to notice however, was Rin reaching down and getting rid of his black boxers, now leaving him completely naked as well, which you notice when he finally pulls away— not before biting your bottom lip and making eye contact though. Which was fucking sexy. And he wouldn’t be Rin if he didn’t lick the spit drooling down your chin and neck off, would he?

Finally done, he grabs your leg and pulls you down, hooking it on his shoulder before reaching down with his other hand in order to grab ahold of his now hard, leaky, and incredibly long and thick cock. He had to be atleast eight inches, and that was at the very least. He flicks his eyes uo to you for a moment, before looking back down and beginning to line himself up with your entrance, and you speak up, just incase he was having any doubts, which you doubt but oh well.

“Please put it in, I want you inside me Rin…”

And how could he possibly deny his sweet and polite girl her request? You asked him so nicely, he simply had to start pushing in after that, he’ll go slow though, and allow you adjust to his size comfortably. Slow and gentle— you know his fucking name?

The stretch felt like nothing you’d ever felt before, it burned but it burned so good. You loved it. He was just so thick and when you thought he had finally bottomed out, there was still more! Finally, his pelvis meets yours as he sinks in the last inch, and he stays there for a couple seconds before drawing his hips back a little, and reeling them back in just as slowly. You shut your eyes tightly, grinding your teeth together as you felt him stretching you out from the inside, and you wanted nothing more than for him to go faster. You wanted him to fuck you like a slut.

“Go f-faster already.”

And so once again, he immediately obeyed your request, but definitely not because he was feigning for the pussy and wanted nothing more than to fuck like dogs in heat, no. His thrusts start getting faster, and soon enough your otherwise quiet bedroom is full of squelches and combined moans,— or more like groans on Rins part. You feel nothing less than ecstatic as his mushroom tip keeps hitting that spongy spot inside of you, and you can feel every single vein on his thick cock dragging against every nerve inside of your warm, tight walls.

“fuck, you like that? You like taking this dick like a fucking slut?”

He lets out another grunt before removing your leg off his shoulder and letting you wrap them around his waist, taking one hand and placing it around your throat before squeezing lightly, using his other hand to begin rubbing your clit in tight circles. You open your mouth, attempting to form words that come out more like dragged out high-pitched moans.

“yes! oh god yes— fuck me! m’such a slut m’your slut Rinnn!”

Your words get cut off as your eyes roll to the back of your head, your lip coming in between your teeth as you bite down hard enough to bruise , all in a poor attempt to stifle your pornographic moans. He suddenly pulls away the hand that was previously wrapped comfortably around your now reddening throat, before bringing it up to your face, grabbing both of your cheeks and squeezing tightly— forcing your lips to part and leaving your mouth open for him as he drags his tongue around his mouth, collecting his spit before spitting it right back out into your mouth and placing his palm over it.

“Swallow it.”

His actions go straight to your throbbing pussy, and you don’t hesitate to nod your head obediently before swallowing, watching him stare at you with half lid eyes as he slows down his pace inside of you. You panic for a second, and grab his hand off your mouth before placing it on your tit and sticking your tongue out as proof.

That seems to he what he was waiting for, since he immediately pulls his hands away from their previous spots, and uses them to grab the back of your knees and folding them even further, before he begins to speed up his thrusts, the new angle causing him to go even deeper, allowing him to hit that soft, spongy spot inside of you your fingers never seemed to reach.

You can’t hold back anymore, and your moans are borderline screams, they’re mixed with the beds headboard banging against your wall—making it almost impossible to hear the harsh grunts spilling out of Rin.

His eyes take over your body, drinking in the sight of you all sweaty, breasts bouncing up and down in tune with his thrusts, and cheeks flushed and tear stained, with your eyes closed and holding even more unshed tears— the pleasure was too much for you. The pleasure he was making you feel. He couldn’t hold back anymore, he had to see you fall apart. Had to feel you cum, all thanks to him.

You open your eyes just in time to see him leaning down, and you wonder what he’s doing for a split decide before feelings his lips connect with your own. You return the kiss, bringing your hands up to cup his cheeks as you open your mouth, giving him the entrance to freely roam his tongue inside and connect with your own. Your mouths intertwining in a desperate and messy kiss. Spit begins to drip down your chin but neither of you care, only feeling and tasting each other, and you don’t even realize how close you are before that pressure in your core gets tighter, and tighter—

“R-RIN! Im gonna cum..! Im cumming, Im cumming Im cumming—nghh!”

You break the kiss yourself as your head falls back against the pillows, seeing nothing but blankness and stars, your back arching as you grip the sheets beneath you and your legs begin violently shaking. You had never felt like this before, this orgasm felt so different, so good. And you don’t even realize how your pussy begins to squirt à clear liquid all over his cock, soaking his abs and thighs, along with the bedsheets. The sight itself is enough to send Rin over the edge, surprised he even lasted this long. His own high overcoming him he thrusts in one last time, bottoming out as his eyes shut tightly, letting out a soft, whiny “fuck..”, and his cock spurts long, warm ropes of white cum inside of you. Painting your walls with his seed as he pulls out slowly, letting go of your legs and allowing them to fall on the soft mattress.

No one talks, as both of you are busy attempting to catch your breath. Chests heaving up and down, bodies recovering from your previous activities. You had to wonder though, was he going to leave? Was that it? If he wanted a quick fuck there was probably better ways to go about it…so, you prop yourself y on your elbows and look up at his now recovered figure, taking it upon yourself to ask—

“Is this it…?”

He stays quiet, looking away for a moment and thinking, before glancing back at you to answer your question.

“I uhm… well that depends, are you gonna call the police on me?”

You let out a snort at that, rolling your eyes and rebutting with a similar question yourself.

“Pfft, well that depends, are you gonna murder me, Mr.ghostface?”

“Tsk, I should’ve”

“Right………………”

Slightly awkward silence, two people avoiding eye contact.

“…So, round two, pussy murderer?”

Shooting you a mildly amused look, there was really no other response besides rolling his own eyes and responding—

“You’re a fucking freak.”

“…Turn around.”

Fuck this pussy fuck this pussy ouuuuu😛😛💦💦🌊🌊😈😈 ok guys finally out sorry for stalling I got lazy 😢😣 NOT TM REMEMBER ITS MY FIRST TIME…ugh I wanted to write in more stuff but I didn’t want it to get too long ouuu rin can I use your cum as clear lipgloss🤤🤤👅👅

|ghostface!Rin itoshi x reader

kinda long, got too invested sorry🥺🫰

|Friday, October 13th, 9:42pm|

🩸🩸🩸

{your user}

[yeah, I don’t know how to explain it, it’s like someone’s watching me or something.]-9:42pm

{didilovesyouuu}

[ouu girll..have u tried telling the police abt it yet?]-9:43pm

{your user}

[nah, why would I bother💀 it’s not like they’re gonna do anything, be fr.]-9:45pm

{didilovesyouuu}

[ok first of all, attitude?? 2nd of all yr lowk right lmao they’re useless😭 they haven’t even looked into those missing people]-9:46pm

{your user}

[Didi I love you and all, but do NOT bring that up rn pls.]-9:47pm

[Im already paranoid enough.]-9:47pm

{didilovesyouuu}

[oops-sorry, I forgot hehe🫪]-9:48pm

Your best friend just knew exactly how to comfort you, huh? Bringing up the recent cases of missing people right after you were venting to her about feeling paranoid and watched lately. You don’t know what you’d do without her, seriously, but sometimes you wish she could just read a room for once.

Could she have a point though? Maybe you should go to the police, at least to leave some sort of trace or record in case something did happen to you. Yeah, that sounded smart enough, right in the middle of Halloween season too right? Dumbass, they’ll shove your complaint to the bottom of a drawer and forget about it in a day.

You’ll just take matters into your own hands, perhaps start carrying around a weapon incase worst comes to worst-

ding!

[1 new message]

Oh, it was probably didi saying goodnight or something. You debated leaving her on sent for a little- your body feeling sluggish after a long day of doing nothing, but, you picked up the phone anyway.

{unknown number}

[hey.]-10:24pm

The hell? Well thats not ominous at all. You thought about blocking them, wasn’t this the average dumbass main character move? Responding to a random weirdo. Whatever, you’re curious and bored, à deadly combo.

{you}

[Who is this?]-10:30pm

{unknown number}

[took you long enough.]

[and don’t worry about it.]-10:30pm

Wow. We sure have captain mysterious over here. And damn, that was fast. Were they waiting for you to reply or something?

{you}

[That’s cute and all, but if you don’t answer, you’re getting blocked.]-10:31pm

{unknown number}

[look out of your window.]-10:33pm

Uh…what the fuck?

You ran to your bedroom window, quickly pulling the curtains aside and taking a peek. Darkness, darkness and your neighbors house was all you saw. You even opened it and stuck your head out, looking side to side a couple of times, before coming back in and closing it.

Ohh you get it, this is a Halloween prank huh? Some fucked up, badly timed prank. Just what you needed.

{you}

[Is this a prank or something?]-10:35pm

[There’s nothing there.]-10:36pm

{unknown number}

[not a prank.]-10:36pm

[just wanted to see you.]10:37pm

Your blood ran cold. Who was this? Was…was this person the reason you’ve been feeling so watched lately? Do you have a fucking stalker?

{you}

[If this is a prank, it’s not funny.]

[Tell me who this is or we’re done here.]-10:40pm

<seen>10:42pm

Oh great, now you’re getting left on seen? What a dick move. Probably some fuckass middle schooler playing with y-

ring!

Fuck! Holy shit was that terrible timing. And who the fuck is calling you at 11 fucking pm?

[incoming call]

[unknown number]

{accept} {decline}

ring! ring! ring!

You stared at your phone. Something was telling you not to pick up, it felt…weird.

[decline]

Yeah…that seemed like the smartest choice for now. Just in case, you’ll go to the police in the morning and report the creep. Until then you’ll just make sure all the doors and windows are lock-

ring!

Fuck! Again?!

[1 new message]

{unknown number}

[pick up.]-10:51pm

Your stomach turns. Should you decline again? Maybe you should even block them afterwards as well. That would be the most sensible option right now, right?…

click

“H-hello…?”

Silence. Nothing but subtle breathing on the other line. Why did they make you pick up if they aren’t even gonna talk!? You can feel yourself growing more and more irritated with this mystery person every minute that passes by.

“Hello? Who is this! Answer me already for fucks sake!”

You swear, if they don’t respond in the next five seconds-

“Hi.”

.

You’re fucked. Completely, totally fucked. It’s a guy. You’re not sure how old he sounds yet, but you’re sure he’s a man. How are you supposed to defend yourself if he tries anything? You better start searching for a weapon, a knife, anything.

“Y…you’re a guy?”

A breath. Then,

“Yeah. Surprised?”

“A little…”

“Hm.”

Silence. Is he not gonna talk or what? This could’ve been a text, an email, literally anything else. Ha. Classic you, joking around even when you could be in potential danger.

“Listen, what do you want? Money? Nudes? A reaction? What is it.”

“Do you like scary movies?”

. . .

“W-what?”

“Do you…like…scary movies?”

“I mean yeah, but what does that have to do with anythi-”

“Good. Because you’re in one.”

“…Huh?”

crash, thump

Your eyes widened. Your heart skipped a beat.

And you-

you didn’t lock the window.

Boom shakalakakaka boom boom xoxo kisses hugs wapoosh kaboom

Part 2 w smut or nah? Decisions deciosions

I have so many ideas brooooo

Im thinking Rin but I’m alr writing à Rin fic…hmm idk who else

Soo i ended up indulging in my urges kasploosh