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The bass of the industrial sounding song was reverberating through their chest. They had been around the edges of the Halloween party for the better part of a half hour and they were already done with it.
They had come here for one reason and one reason only.
And that reason was currently dancing up against Shauna Shipman with slow sensual hip rolls in time with the music. The both of them were facing the side, unaware of the observer slowly inching forward. Tai had a red solo cup in hand, shitty beer spilling out the sides when Shauna gave a particularly hard roll of her hips.
Tai was wearing basically nothing, her costume being what basically amounted to something made to be torn off. It was a red lacy number paired with red wings on her back, the straps of which winded across her chest to form an inverted pentagram. It was almost like she was trying to invite evil tonight.
They twirled the knife in their hand.
Dark red and lacy suited Taissa well, a little too well for what her watcher in the wings had planned. She knew what she was doing, showing off like that in the middle of the dance floor. She was practically asking for it with the way her heaving chest was barely covered at all in the low lighting of the living room.
Shauna reached around from behind and put a possessive hand over Tai’s firm tummy. For a second they had the urge to slide up right in front of her. To sandwich Taissa in such a way that left no room for escape. No room to ever get away from them.
Shauna and Taissa kept on dancing to the heady beat. Tai was putting on a show, moving her body in such a sinful way it made their head spin.
Her head was turning from side to side, no doubt loose from all of the alcohol she had been consuming throughout the night. All the better for what they were planning.
Shauna was looking around and for a split second they thought she had seen them through the crowd of writhing costumed bodies, but she just continued on her search. While her body was still engaged with Taissa’s own, her mind was clearly elsewhere.
Perfect. Soon Tai should be alone and that’s when they could make their move.
As soon as the song ends, so does Shauna’s interest in dancing with a very drunk Taissa Turner. She stalks off to an unknown corner of the living room, no doubt towards a jealous Jackie Taylor.
Tai was still dancing, drawing in girls from all around. Her fiancé wasn’t here tonight and everyone with eyes could see she was open to having a little fun on the side.
They felt their jaw twitch and heart pump in overtime when a gorgeous dark skinned woman slid up in front of Taissa and slowly pressed their equally bare bodies together. They were both entrancing and the masked predator felt themself throb at the sight.
The darker woman clearly felt the same because she went in for Taissa’s neck, not in the way her unknown stalker would be, but with lips shiny and carefree. But it seemed Tai was no longer in the mood as she smoothly slid out of the heated embrace and stumbled away towards the kitchen.
They watched her as she opened up and poured an entire bottle of Heineken 0.0 into her red solo cup before stumbling out and back into the throng of people still dancing.
They watched as Tai danced with even more girls, always pulling away just in time when someone wanted to take things a bit further. They moved across the room in lazy arcs, never taking their eyes off of their soon to be victim in the center.
They wanted to know what her insides felt like. What it felt like for her to quiver and scream underneath them.
At one point they had lost track of her due to Shauna shoulder checking them, hard while giving them the death glare but they just ignored her. They set about looking for their prey and spotted her talking to a very concerned looking Lottie. But Taissa had just waved a hand and stumbled back towards the kitchen. They could feel in their bones they would get their opportunity soon.
Tai had started looking around occasionally, like she knew she was being watched. She hadn’t found them, obviously, but the thrill of being caught was still there. They almost wished they were brave enough to slide up behind Tai, knife in hand, and open her up in front of everyone near. It was loud enough that not many would be able to hear her screams and dark enough that only a lucky few would be able to see what Tai looked like when she was ripped open.
And they were right. Not long after her 6th cup of beer in a single hour, Tai had loudly exclaimed to Mari, who she was letting grind on her, that she was going to the bathroom and not to follow after the other girl clearly asked if she needed help. It was go-time.
Setting their gaze to focus on the scrap of cloth that barely covered Taissa’s ass, they followed her up the stairs of the Turner residence; their footfalls quiet as they left the hum of the crowd below. They carefully switched the voice modulator on, already mentally preparing for the steps they needed to take to make this night one that no one would forget.
They gripped the hilt of their knife tighter. The adrenaline in their veins over what was soon to come pushing them forward. But they made themself wait, stalking in the shadows. Once or twice Tai makes like she’s going to turn around in that narrow hallway, like she can sense their lecherous gaze on her but she never turns.
She makes a wobbly turn into a bedroom, her bedroom. She quickly enters and turns on the side lamp and makes her way to the attached bathroom. She was still stumbling, catching herself on the doorframe of the bathroom in order to not fall. This was going to be easier than they thought.
They took the opportunity to slip in behind her unnoticed, closing the door behind them and leaving the last of the noise from below to be swallowed by the thick wood.
They could hear the sink running and they make their way across the room and pull out a camcorder from the depths of their cloak. This is going to be a movie to remember. Setting the device to record they double checked the sd is in place and that the lens is facing the correct direction to get everything they needed when they set it on the corner of a small bedside table. Once they were satisfied, they practically glided across the room to the open closet right next to the bathroom. Their hands were shaking with the thrill of the hunt.
They had been watching, stalking, hunting their prey all night and they were about to reach the climax.
They saw light pouring out between the slats of the closet door as Taissa exited the bathroom and they made their move. They quickly and silently opened the closet door just as Tai walked, stumbled, by.
Swiftly, they got right behind her, the knife almost slipping out in their excitement. They moved their fingers through the back of her beautifully maintained curls and tracked up the base of her skull until they got a firm grip on it. Then, they yanked , pulling her head back to rest on just this side of uncomfortable, given they are a scant few inches shorter than Taissa.
They could hear the darker skinned beauty give a gasp at the sudden jerk of her head and they thought that just won't do. They felt the cloth of their black gloves shift as they gripped the bowie knife and pressed it to the delicate column of her throat. They've got her right where they want her and their whole body sang with the euphoria of capturing their prey.
They could feel the rapidly cooling sweat of Taissa’s back soaking into the front of their cloak and onto the bare skin below and they delighted in it. They delighted in the knowledge that Tai’s sweat won't be the only fluid that will soak them very soon.
One of Tai’s hands came up to clumsily grasp at the knife threatening to dig into her soft and vulnerable flesh. It wasn’t successful by any means, drunk as she was. Her other hand was clutching at their thigh, short nails attempting to rend the flesh beneath them. They let out a dark chuckle, the voice synthesizer built into their mask doing a perfect job of concealing their identity.
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Shauna doesn't like what she’s seen going on all night. First Van hadn’t showed up, and Van never missed a party, like ever. Then, Tai had been drinking a lot more than usual, and beer at that. Shauna has seen Tai drink maybe 10 beers in her entire life and 6 of those had been from tonight.
And she has also been dancing with literally everyone that even came close to her. Even fucking Mari Ibarra got a short turn on the Taissa express tonight.
Loathe as she was to admit it, she had even asked Lottie of all people to check up on their mutual friend. Shauna herself had been too busy mediating between her ex-something and her current something to keep super good tabs on Taissa but that didn’t stop her from trying.
And adding in the fact that Shauna is sure the person she had shoulder checked was like, actively stalking Tai, tonight was a shitshow. Especially when she saw Tai barely making it up the stairs on her own with that fucking creep in tow. Where the fuck was Van when shit like this was happening?
Normally, Shauna would have no issues just going upstairs and dealing with this herself but she saw the giant fucking knife the Ghostface wannabe was wielding and she knows better than to fuck with that alone. So, as quickly as she can she grabs the two people nearest to her that she trusts the most, Jackie and Melissa.
Jackie may not be able to do much but Melissa took after Van in the way she could take quite a bit of pain and still be able to work through it. And she had insanely fast reflexes.
If Tai wasn't already dead by a psycho killer stalker, she was so going to owe Shauna.
Quickly, Shauna let out an urgent explanation as she dragged Jackie and Mel up the stairs. She checked the first door she came by but it was just Tai’s parents room, empty and pristine. People clearly knew Tai well enough to follow the house rules.
Next she opened up the spare bedroom and it was also empty. That just left the last door at the end of the hall, Tai’s room. So help the fucking psycho in there with Tai, they were in for a whole world of kick ass.
She gripped the handle of the door and rolled her neck back and forth, working out the tension. She looked behind her to Melissa and Jackie. They both had twin expressions of steely determination. Melissa had her hands balled into fists at her side and Jackie had her arms crossed like she was gonna glare the killer into an early grave.
Shauna gave both of them a meaningful look before jerking her head towards the door and turned the knob once she got two nods of approval.
Her heart was pounding as she burst through the door.
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Van nearly pissed themself when Shauna, then Melissa, then fucking Jackie burst through Tai’s door. They could feel Tai freeze against them for just a second before she let out a loud “GET THE FUCK OUT SHAUNA!”
Quickly dropping the too drunk to stand act, Tai pushed the trio out the door ignoring all of their concerns with a couple sharp barbs to ‘Leave me the fuck alone’, ‘It’s Van you fucking moron’, and ‘I will kill you for real if you don’t fucking leave’. God Taissa in charge was so hot.
Finally she got the door shut and let her forehead rest for just a second on the cool surface, willing herself to get a grip and not burst out laughing. There will be time for that later, but right now she had a plan to see through.
Van continued to stand there, waiting for a signal from Tai on how to proceed, they really hoped the two of them would continue because they could tell their boxers were absolutely ruined without even being touched and they may just cry if Tai decided to call it a night. They would respect her decision of course, they were nothing if not a consent king, but that doesn't change the fact that they would get serious blue balls. Blue balls caused by Melissa Hat too, and that almost makes it worse.
Slowly, Tai lets out a breath and rolls her shoulders before turning around to her fiancé. Sure, she couldn’t see their face but they still looked good in a mysterious stranger kind of way. The lean muscle that was finally showing after the last of their baby fat had been shed is hiding under a pure black cloak. She can't even make out a spec of red hair or pale skin anywhere.
Van had done an amazing job preparing.
Black leather gloves that felt so right in Tai’s hair are gripping the unsharpened knife uncertainly, moving it back and forth between hands. Taissa feels her heart give a little tug. She loves the way they are clearly letting Tai work through whether or not she wants to continue. And, if it were anyone else, she may just have. But it's Van . So she knows her decision is already made.
The cloak reaches to mid shin, below it their legs are covered in thick black denim. Tai knows from experience they fit Van just right, baggy on their legs but gripping their subtle hips in a fit just loose enough to make Tai want to see what's underneath. And Tai also knows that if she were to pull the cloak up there would be a hole right underneath where their boxers rest that's just big enough for her hand to fit underneath if she's on her knees.
That thought sends a throb through her but now is not the time. She takes just a few more seconds to admire the way their flat chest makes their modest shoulders seem just a little wider, a little more imposing.
Normally Tai didn't care one way or another about their shoulders but tonight? In her room with a knife (fake as it is) in between their hands and a plan underway? It just makes her crave them more.
Slowly she slinks up to them, reversing their dynamic from earlier, stalking Van. She slides her hand up their stomach and to their flat chest, resting her hand over their still pounding heart.
Good, they still want this.
Slowly, carefully, as if to make sure it wouldn’t break the spell, Tai lifts off the Ghostface mask and rests it just behind Van’s head. Not so far back it falls off but far enough that it won’t get in the way.
“So fucking beautiful,” Tai whispers out to Van and she watches as their face scrunches like it always does at the compliment. And then as if guided by an invisible red string, they move towards each other.
Soft full lips meet slightly scarred ones and Tai feels herself melt just a bit against Van’s warm body. She can hear them whisper soft ‘I love you’s’ in between kisses and she almost wants to call the whole thing off just so they could keep doing this.
Van's hands are holding her back in a gentle caress, lightly pulling their bodies closer together into a single form. Their lips slide over each other. Tai feels a tongue swipe across her bottom lip and she opens her mouth to allow them entry.
Tai feels her toes wanting to curl as Van’s hot tongue slides against her own and she’s pretty sure it’s Van who is moaning at the sensation. Okay, time to stop.
Tai pulls away with a gasp mirrored in Van and pulls the mask back over their face, but not before getting one good look at their handsome features.
Normally bright blue eyes darkened with lust, face flushed and kiss swollen lips. This may be one of Taissa’s favorite looks on her fiancé.
Slowly turning around, Tai presses herself hard against the cradle of their hips and poses their hands closer to where they were before. She lets herself go limp like before, slipping easily back into her too drunk to fight back role.
Luckily they get the hint and track one hand back into Tai’s curls and the other presses their edgeless play knife to the beautiful column of their fiancé's throat. The hunt was back on.
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The three of them stood outside the door, all shocked into silence. Fuck Tai owing her big time, Taissa owed Shauna for the rest of her fucking life for what she just put her through.
“That was so…” Jackie starts, breaking the silence before trailing off, big doe eyes wide as saucers.
“Hot,” both Shauna and Melissa say at the same time Jackie says “Fucked up.”
They all three both look at each other and Shauna sees the way the both of the other girls' pupils dilate.
Huh.
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Their blood is singing with excitement over finally catching their prey. And what a catch she is. She struggles helplessly against the sharp knife against her throat.
Clearly she is too drunk to notice that one wrong move would send her to an even earlier grave.
“Please, stop, please,” Tai cries out, body writhing in an attempt at freedom. An attempt at survival.
“Uh uh uhhh,” They say, the voice modulator deepening their tone into a more sinister sound. “What’s the magic word,” they tease out, voice mocking.
“I’m wrong, I was wrong,” Tai spits out easily. Van pauses for just a second, easing their grip on her hair and neck and waits for Tai to signal what would happen next. But Tai reacts immediately to the pause by gripping Van’s wrist in a firm hold for a good few seconds.
Van sighs, Tai knows her safe words and is ready to continue, it’s showtime now.
“I don’t think so,” they say before pushing the drunk girl forward with their body, forcing her to keep up through her half-drunken stumbling until they all but toss her on the bed.
She turns around immediately, her freeze, fight, or flight response clearly on fight mode now. But her lazy uncoordinated kicks are easily batted away with their superior strength.
They force themself on top of her, straddling deliciously feminine hips and yanking her hair again. The knife is pressed against the hinge of her jaw as they make her head turn to her nightstand.
“You wanna make a scary movie?” They say, making sure the girl below knows exactly what was about to happen. They can feel themself almost salivating at the thought.
“No, no, no, I’ll do anything you want! Please! Anything!” Tai begs at her assailant.
They cock their head, looking down at Taissa for a moment in consideration. Suddenly, they release their hold on her head and force thin wrists into one hand and holds them over her head. Their now free hand trails the knife's point over the taut abs covered in sweat slick skin.
“You don’t want to die tonight?” They mock, shaking their head in an exaggeratedly slow movement. Tai responds with a terrified rapid shake of her own. “How about some little deaths then?”
And Van watches as Tai cracks just a little, going limp and snorting through a smile. “Van, stop, this is serious,” she tries to say even through her laughter. Van knows if her hands were free she would have given them a light slap in admonishment.
“I love seeing you laugh,” Van whines but the voice modulator makes it come out more mocking than they mean. Tai must understand what they were going for, however, as she just quirks an eyebrow. “Okay, fine,” they huff.
Tai notices they didn’t promise not to do it again but must decide she doesn’t actually care all that much because she closes her eyes and blows out a few quick breaths while shimmying her shoulders slightly. She tenses her limbs again in preparation and opens her eyes. “I was right,” and they are back in the scene.
“What no, I don’t understand! Please just let me go!” Tai begs, eyes wide and fearful. Too bad she drank so much tonight, she may have figured out what they wanted on her own if she hadn’t.
“Oh come on, sweet girl,” they mock. Her legs are kicking out uselessly, jostling them in place. They tense their knees harder and squeeze her waist. Her arms are still struggling too but they are gonna make sure that stops soon.
“No, please!” Tai keeps up her useless begging.
They press the flat side of the now warmed metal hard against Tai’s stomach which causes her to still immediately.
“You’re so smart, I'm sure you can figure out what you need to do,” they say, lowering their body until they are mask to face with the girl beneath them.
They see the moment it clicks for her, the way her eyes widen even further as her mouth drops open in shock. She turns towards the already recording camera, causing their mask to touch her cheek.
They lean back and let go of her hands, she’s gone limp now in acceptance, it seems. They feel a smirk growing under their mask and they don't even try to stop it. This is going to be easier than they thought.
“Okay,” Tai says weakly, nodding slowly. “I’ll do it, just don’t hurt me.”
“Awe, you think you call the shots here?” They let out a laugh before seizing her limp hands once more. There’s a belt hanging off of her headboard and they make quick work of securing it to her wrists. The hold is a little loose but Taissa is probably too drunk to even notice.
They trail the warmed metal of their knife once more over the girl’s abdomen, watching in fascination as her abs tense at the contact. This girl is unreal in the best of ways.
They continue their slow pace along brown skin until their knife is resting just below her navel. She’s breathing in deep, controlled breaths and her tummy pushes the knife up ever so slightly on every inhale.
They take a moment to just watch their prey, hands gripping uselessly at the belt tied around them. Her curls are getting messier by the minute, the coils becoming less defined and fuzzier with every struggle. Her brown eyes are wide and staring at the knife swirling lazily over her lower abdomen. Her chest is moving slow and deep with each breath, sweat starting to collect on the dark band of her bra.
They watch as Tai’s eyes move along the knife now slipping up her body and under that dark red material. Then, in less than the blink of an eye, they drop the knife and use both gloved hands to rip it in half.
The girl underneath them gasps, sharp and ragged, and the sound goes straight to their core.
“You liked that?” they tease, picking the knife back up and raising it in the air. They watch as Taissa is distracted by the show and use that time to slip a thigh between bare legs.
Even through the scrap of lace and layers of their own clothing, they can feel the heat of her. They drop the knife on the nightstand, making sure it’s still in reach and drop down onto their forearms. It feels so fucking good having Tai against them like this after a full night of denying themself the pleasure.
Making sure there is just the barest space between both of their chests, the would-be attacker starts a slow grind. They make sure they move their upper half too, catching Tai’s nipples on the thin fabric of their cloak.
They can hear Taissa hiss at the pressure their thigh is providing to her cunt and their eyes want to roll back at the sound. But this isn’t about her pleasure, it’s about what she can do for them.
Very reluctantly, they pull themself back up to a sitting position, careful to keep a thigh between Tai’s legs and one between their own.
“No,” Tai calls out, cracking just a bit with the sudden force of it. They take a gloved hand and pinch meanly at an exposed brown nipple in retaliation.
“You still think you’re calling the shots here?” They ask, tilting their head at the beauty below. “Seems like you need to be taught a lesson.”
And before Taissa can even respond they are slipping a leather clad hand into the piece of cloth that can barely be described as clothing.
It’s an odd feeling, not being able to directly touch blood-hot skin with their own bare fingers but that doesn’t stop them from knowing just how turned on Taissa is. Their mouth waters at the thought of just how delicious she must taste right now.
They can feel their leather gloves slipping along the engorged cunt underneath their fingers. Without looking it was hard to tell what they are actually making contact with but Tai’s breaths are coming in faster and little sounds are escaping her so they decide teasing is okay for the moment.
They know they’ve found her clit when she gives a ragged gasp, mouth wide and arms flexing. Her thighs try to close up but they force them to stay open, reveling in the power they feel.
They focus on the hard little nub, making a v-shape with their fingers and slowly making small stroking up and down motions. Taissa’s hips jerk along just a little and they open their own thighs a bit so they can ease the ache that’s been steadily growing all night.
They grind down once, twice, and then Tai flexes her own thigh and plants a firm foot on the bed to give them a more solid surface to chase their own pleasure.
“Oh, you wanna get me off?” They mock even as their voice breaks at the feeling of their clit catching on their boxers just right. “You are so fucking desperate aren’t you,” they breathe out even as they continue their motions on Tai’s clit.
Taissa is outright moaning now, brows furrowed in pleasure and eyes zeroed onto the hand in her own panties. At their words, her hips buck even harder and her head falls back, eyes closing.
“I’m gonna, fuck-” she whines, hips moving up and down in time with their hand on her clit. “‘M gonna cum,” she finishes, lost in her own pleasure, brain melted into nothing but the waves coming from her cunt and spreading through her whole body.
“You’re so nice, giving me a warning like that,” They say meanly even as they continue to grind on her thigh. “But I think we need to find a way to shut you up,” and then they are taking their hand out of ruined lace and forcing them into the wet heat of Taissa’s mouth.
“Such an eager thing, huh?” they question even as they slip their slick stained gloves past full lips. They push as far as their fingers can reach and feel the vibration of Taissa’s moan even through the fabric. She sucks like she has something to prove and it makes them even wetter.
Tai gasps as they pull their fingers out of her mouth and they chuckle when she tries to follow them, like a woman possessed. There is a line of spit connecting the leather gloves and Tai’s mouth and they wish they could taste it.
She looks to them as they stand up, brown eyes meeting the black voids of the mask. They take their gloves off slowly and give a light slap to Taissa’s tits, watching as they jiggle. Her back bows beautifully at the brief stimulation and they have to restrain themself from making her whole chest red from abuse.
“You said you’d do anything, right?” Taissa nods emphatically as they reach under their cloak and undo their belt. They toss it carelessly behind them and then crowd as close to Tai’s head as they can while remaining off of the bed.
They slowly shed their cloak, careful to keep their mask on until they are only clad in that and baggy jeans with boxers peeking out the top. Taking off their gloves next, they rub a pale hand over their mound through their jeans, it doesn’t do much for them but Tai’s thighs snap closed at the visual.
They use their other hand to play with the piercing on one of their nipples and they have to restrain themself from hissing at the stimulation.
“You wanna suck me off?” Tai nods. Slowly they unbutton their pants and pull the long zipper down. “Look at you,” they mock even as they stand tall beside her, only in their boxers and a mask now. “You want it so bad you're stupid.” Tai just nods along to the words mindlessly, watching a pale hand disappear into the slit of their boxers and come out shiny with arousal.
Taissa opens her mouth before they even say to and they can’t help but smile at it. They suck in a breath as Tai takes them into her mouth and moans at the taste, vibrations going straight to their core. They were going to try to wait longer, tease just a bit more but they need that fucking mouth right now.
They pull back their hand and hastily rid their underwear and throw it over their shoulder before climbing on the bed and settling with their cunt just below Tai’s waiting mouth.
They spread themself as she watches. They can feel their reddened clit peeking out from its hood and they can’t help the way their hips jerk when they start making firm strokes against it. Their head falls back as their eyes close at the pleasure radiating from their cunt to their lower belly.
They are so wet it’s almost hard to keep a consistent pace because they keep slipping. They nearly growl in frustration until they feel hands on their bare thighs and they look down to a Taissa with her hands free and body lowered until she’s right underneath their cunt.
They are so going to make her pay but for the moment, they give her what the both of them have been craving.
They lower their pale thighs until their cunt is pressed messily to Taissa’s mouth and they can’t help the very loud moan that slips out at the first contact of her tongue.
She works them over slowly, tongue soft and broad as it laps over their sensitive clit and then lapping at their folds with increased vigor, only stopping to suck at them everywhere but where she’s needed most.
The hands on their thighs rake nails down over their pale flesh and they hiss at the pleasure-pain of it all. Tai’s tongue dips into their needy entrance and she pushes her entire face into their pussy in order to get as far into them as possible, greedily chasing their nectar from the source.
“Shit,” they swear as they spread their thighs further, dropping down as much as possible onto the eager face below. One of Tai’s hands move from where it was digging crescents into a thigh and starts to circle at their clit. “Fuck!”
They are losing control so fast and they can’t even be mad. Tai’s mouth is so fucking warm and her tongue is moving so fucking good inside them it makes their head want to roll of their shoulders. They can already feel themself getting close even after just a few minutes and they scramble to take back control.
Hastily, they try to grab at the headboard but they miss and just end up falling even further unto Tai’s tongue, They can feel the vibrations of Taissa’s moan deep in their cunt and they gasp, the voice modulator making it come out deeper and raspier.
Scrambling for any type of control as Tai continues to tongue fuck them, they finally get a firm grasp on the fucking headboard and pull themself up to a more upright position. They use their free hand grip tightly on Taissa’s hair and yank her head back.
They are both breathing heavily, eyes locked. They can feel their cunt quiver at the lack of stimulation and they are torn between making Tai continue or licking up their own slick from her mouth and chin. But then their cunt gives a needy pulse and they make up their mind.
Maintaining eye contact, they use their grip on her hair and guide her sinful mouth until it latches on to their throbbing clit. “Suck it, bitch,” they are half worried that they may have gone too far with the expletive but Taissa’s eyes just roll to the back of her head as she obeys.
They hiss as their orgasm comes closer than ever and they force Tai back just a bit. “Slow,” they push her back, hand still in her hair as they guide her movements. They watch her eyes flutter as her head moves backwards and forwards just a bit. Just like she does when she’s throating Van’s strap.
“Fuck, keep going Tai,” Van doesn’t care if they are breaking character again, they are about to cum so fucking hard on their sexy as fuck fiancé's face and nothing is going to stop them.
“Right there baby,” they babble on as Tai sucks and licks at their abused clit all at once, head still moving back and forth in a lewd motion. “Just like that,” they breathe out.
The only sounds in the room is their heaving breaths and two distinct slick sounds. One is from the way Tai is sucking them off like a pornstar, and the other… “So fucking close, baby girl,” they whine, hips jerking forward, seeking more friction.
What were they thinking? Tai only has one hand digging into the back of their thigh and they turn to look back as best as they can. The source of the second slick sound blessing their ears is a slim hand moving furiously on top of red panties.
Tai is so fucking wet her underwear isn’t even dampening the sounds. The visual alone sends a bolt straight through them and lands into the tangled knot at the base of their tummy and they can barely get out a warning before they are finishing all over Tai’s waiting mouth.
Their cunt pulses hard around nothing as Tai continues her assault on their clit, not even slowing down. Her hand is moving faster now, no doubt trying to catch up. Their arms and legs tremble as they cum, struggling to hold themself up through their mind-blowing orgasm.
Their thighs quiver around soft curls with each languid flick of Tai’s dedicated mouth and they have to pull off when Tai starts moaning into them. Looking behind at the slick sounds, they can see Tai’s hand moving in the hard slow circles that means she is cumming.
“Oh I don’t think so,” the voice modulator barks out meanly, snatching up the hand between shaking toned thighs. They rest their bare cunt onto trembling abs and grind down for a second before picking their knife back up. “Fucking slut. I didn’t say you could cum, did I?”
Tai just bites at her plump bottom lip, brows furrowed as she shakes her head, still clearly mid orgasm and mind only working at half power. That just won’t do.
They can feel themself smiling behind the mask as they wave the knife teasingly at the blinking camera before pressing it to a soft throat. Tai lets out a gasp as the metal meets her skin and they press even further, wanting to see how scared Tai could get. They lean in, making sure Tai was the focus of the shot by forcing her to face the waiting lens.
“Fucking pathetic, all it takes is eating me out to get you off,” they hiss through the voice modulator, a deep grumble. “Let’s show everyone how pathetic you really are.”
They look down to Tai one last time, lightly slapping at a pert breast before hauling themself off the bed completely. They stand in front of the nightstand and smirk. They know Tai can’t see it and the power imbalance of it sends another rush of satisfaction through their body.
“Let’s see what’s behind door number one,” They tease and Tai can barely reach out with a feeble no, don't! before the sleek design of a matte black strapless strap comes into the camera's view, held by a pale hand. Normally that wouldn’t be enough to get them off but they have a feeling tonight will be special.
“My, my, Miss Turner,” they say as they give a little wave with it. “Looks like you have more secrets than I thought.”
“That’s not- I don’t even-” Tai is cut off by the knife finding its home back on her throat, the pressure enough to make her fall back limply on the bed.
“Turn around, hands on the headboard, ass up, baby girl,” they instruct as the run the bulbous head over their cunt, wetting it up enough that it slides in with no issue. They groan at the feeling and tug at the head of it, just a little, and feel it shift inside them in response as well as grind against their clit. “Fuck,” they can’t help but breathe out as they stroke themself a few more times, hand holding the knife coming to rest just behind their hip, head thrown back.
They hear a whimper from the bed and their head snaps back to see two delicious thighs rubbing together even as Tai grips the pillow below her with both hands. Her eyes are zeroed in on the way they stroke themself.
Sighing, they stop and grab the camera. It's time for the real fun to start.
“Face me at the end of the bed,” they say as they adjust the focus of the camera.
“What do you want me to do,” Tai asks like she isn’t already licking at the tip.
They don’t even dignify her question with a response, just shuffling closer so Tai can swallow them more fully. She bobs her head up and down, eyes closed and hands clasped into fists as she sucks them off with great zeal.
“Eyes up here,” is all they have to say and Tai is looking into the camera, they groan at the visual, the way her head moves up and down even as she makes eye contact with the camera. No, eye contact with them.
They thrust just a little more, forcing themself into her mouth as deep as she can take, only about an inch and they wait. It only takes a couple seconds for Taissa to start spluttering around them and trying to pull back. They allow her this one kind mercy.
After all, they are about to destroy her.
They rip out of her throat in a gasp and toss their knife onto the bedside table. “You know what to do,” they say as she gasps while looking into the lens.
Slowly, fuck drunk already, Tai turns around and resumes her previous position, perfect little ass in the air and swaying slightly in an invisible breeze. They tut and prowl around the bed, taking their time at the foot of it. It's a good thing her bed is low to the ground because their hips will line up perfectly with the needy pussy in front of them.
Slowly, they rest a hand on Taissa’s perfect ass and give a small squeeze, pulling the flesh far enough they can see a little peek of the wet cunt underneath soaking underwear.
Their hand then travels lower, skimming down a smooth thigh, feeling goosebumps erupt wherever they trail. Finally they make it to their destination and wrap a strong hand around a thin ankle and tug .
Tai gasps out as she is forcefully dragged down, head now resting on her mattress instead of the pillow. Perfect.
They hum to themself happily as they pull the red lace to the side and line the camera up with Tai’s exposed core. The camera takes in the way slick is coming out of Tai, a single drop managing to make it past her clit to hang in the exposed air like a forbidden fruit waiting to be plucked.
They use their thumb to swipe at it and rub it onto her steadily throbbing clit and they hope the camera catches the way Taissa takes in a sharp inhale at the contact.
Pulling back they hold the camera at chest height, making sure the auto focus is doing its job correctly and they guide themself to Tai’s entrance with just their hips. They want the underwear to stay on and that meant their non camera holding hand keeping red lace from covering their prize.
They slip a couple of times, each time the head not catching and sliding down along her wet slit to rub at Tai’s neglected clit. But finally they manage to sink in with one smooth motion and they groan at the way the friction of it rubs at their clit.
“Fuck,” Tai says as she grips onto bare sheets like her life depends on it. She rolls her hips back slowly, taking them in even more and they can feel the backs of her thighs shaking as they make soft contact.
Hilted, they take a moment to collect themself, squeezing their eyes shut so they don't cum at the visual of it all, Tai’s beautifully flexed back bare and arched. Ass pressed flush to pale thighs. Red lace moved aside so they could sink all the way inside.
“Come on scary killer, is that all you've got?” Tai goads, elbows propping her up so she can look back at them.
They know what she’s doing and they hate that it works so they don't give her the satisfaction of words before they are snapping their hips meanly, giving their victim a taste of what's to come. The movement rocks Tai forward and she's barely able to hold herself up from the force of it. A needy whimper escapes her mouth and the smirk.
Pulling out almost all the way, they repeat the motion, taking in the way Tai tries to breathe through the delicious stretch of her pussy until they snap their hips again. This gets an even louder sound out of Tai so they keep up the motions, getting lost in the rhythm.
Soon the only sounds filling the room are ragged gasps and choked moans accompanied by slick sounds and flesh slapping flesh with each thrust. The angle they got on the first time was perfect, every stroke stimulating their clit perfectly. They are certain they could cum like this and they are certain they are going to make Tai do the same.
Tai just keeps gasping, desperate little whines escaping as she aids her would-be killer along, pushing plush hips back in perfect time with pale thighs thrusting forward. The pace is brutal and perfect, she almost swears she could feel it in her stomach. She drops her head onto the mattress, open mouth drooling onto the now messy sheets below.
She can't help the whines slipping from her mouth as she works herself back onto them, thighs trembling from the need to cum. She fists at the sheets as she contemplates begging, like that could get her anywhere. The stretch is delicious and fills her so deeply she's sure if this keeps up she might pass out.
Her eyes open into slits as she feels the pressure of an impending orgasm come up, knowing she won’t get there without anything on her clit, she’s so fucked out already, drooling and fuck drunk as she is, that she almost considers trying to grind her throbbing clit against the sheets below in an attempt to cum.
With great difficulty Tai slowly raises up on her arms. She takes a moment to just feel the angle of her torturer sawing in and out of her at a relentless pace, consistent in their strokes.
Looking back, her pussy clenches powerfully at the sight.
Masked killer, otherwise naked. Flat and hairless chest glistening with sweat, a couple of beads sliding down past two scars under each flat pec. Camera held by a pale hand in front of them, no doubt catching the way her cunt grips them every time they pull out. Flushed skin all the way from the bottom of the mask to the sides of their shoulders to the bottom of their bare chest.
Tai bites her lip in an attempt to stay at least somewhat quiet at the way they relentlessly pound at her sensitive front wall, at the way they pound so deliciously consistent it feels like a metronome could be set to the sound of skin slapping against skin.
A powerful calloused hand is gripping at her hip to the point of pain but it just makes her more desperate to cum, the way they hold all the power, the way they are fucking her so good making everything feel so much better than it should. She doesn't think she's ever been so turned on in her life.
“Please,” a ragged gasp comes out from an open mouth, gasps and moans too big to contain from falling out. The way she begs goes straight to their cunt, toy giving them something to squeeze around as they continue to pound into slim hips. “Pl-ah, fuck right there! Please.”
She continues to beg but they say nothing, reveling in the power they hold over her. They don't even care about what she’s begging for, they just lose themself in the mindlessly hypnotic rhythm of Tai’s pussy swallowing them whole and gripping them as they pull out.
Their breaths are growing ever more ragged as the toy catches on every thrust and they can feel the impending orgasm creeping ever so close when something happens that makes them stop completely.
Tai nearly screams out, no longer continuing her mindless begging as she drops down onto the sheets below. Her eyes are squeezed shut as she sucks in desperate lungful's of air as her cunt spasms powerfully. It nearly hurts, how hard her pussy is contracting around their length but the pain just adds to the fuel in the ever growing fire of her tummy.
She whimpers as Van hovers over her, they are shuffling around above her, forcing the toy in deeper as her powerful contractions continue. Her eyes roll to the back of her head and she takes in shallow breaths with each ragged moan and she continues to cum. Wave upon wave of pleasure forcing her ever present brain to shut down.
She comes back to herself with Van thrusting slow and deep, not even pulling out, just rutting to give her friction and something to cum around. Taissa doesn't think she's ever cum so hard her entire life.
She can feel aftershocks running through her even as she starts to push her hips back against Van, hoping to help them finish too.
“Uh, uh, uhhh,” they tut out as Tai tries to fuck back on them even as she continues to shake and grip weakly at the sheets. Her orgasm clearly took a lot out of her and she's completely slumped on the sheets without their hand to hold her up. They are so fucking close but this isn’t how they want it to end so they lean back onto a forearm and grip at the neck length curls at the back of Tai’s head and pull her face up, making sure the angle is right for the camera they placed on the pillow.
The resulting shot is going to be beautiful, they just know it.
Tai glassy eyed and open mouthed, clearly fucked out and looking into the camera. A Ghostface mask on top of her clearly mostly naked body. Maybe they should get it framed.
They decide they've got the shot so they gently lower Tai back down and pull out slowly, savoring the way Tai grips them on the way out and how it drags against their clit.
“What are you doing,” Tai sighs out, head resting on crossed arms as she peeks at Van taking the mask off with a heaving sigh.
“I didn't wanna finish like that,” is all Van says before they gently roll Taissa over, making sure the camera is still in position and slipping back in. The woman below sighs at the intrusion, one hand coming to rest on a sweaty back, the other sliding down a pale body and playing with her neglected and still throbbing clit.
A leg is wrapped around Van’s waist and a curtain of thick red hair surrounds them as they rock together. Eyes meet and Van knows they aren't going to last long with the way Taissa is looking at them, starry eyes and bitten lips. And judging by the way Tai is rubbing at her swollen clit, she's not far behind.
“Together?” Van breathes out and barely waits for Tai's nod before they are connecting their lips in a slow kiss, tongues caressing as moans are traded between them.
They can feel the moment Tai finishes, can feel the way the toy drags just that much harder over their own abused clit and they shudder as they cum. Pressing in deep and pumping their hips lightly in time with twin gasps to prolong their simultaneous orgasms.
They don't know how long they stay there like that, propped up the barest bit on elbows, chests brushing with each slowing breath. Whispered I love you’s coming from both of them is music to Van’s ears as their pulse finally slows.
They groan as they pull out and cheer just a bit when they perfectly toss the toy into the bathroom sink from the position on top of Tai’s warm body.
“Fuck,” they groan with one last heaving breath and pull themself up just a little more to grin dopily at their fiancé. Their heart stutters at the absolutely radiant smile they get back and they don't think they've ever felt so satisfied. “How was that, for you?” Van asks, knowing the answer but wanting the ego boost.
“Well considering I’ve never cum from penetration alone before…” Tai trails off, stretching her arms above her head and jostling the camera out of place. “Hmmm, I'd give it a B, maybe a B+ for enthusiasm," she says with a sly smile as she reaches up to cup Van’s face in both hands and pulls them down for a kiss before they can react.
Once they pull apart Van mocks offense to her previous statement before a smile breaks through and they giggle. “Asshole,” they say softly before stretching up and grabbing the still recording camera.
They stand up and focus on Tai, who slowly sits up on her forearms and bites her lip, looking seductively into the camera.
“Anything you wanna say for the folks at home?” Van asks, feeling goofy from all the endorphins running through their blood, as opposed to the other times they are goofy just because.
“I did not consent,” Tai gets out deadpanned before breaking into hysterical laughter and falling back onto the bed at Van’s aghast ‘TAISSA!’.