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Jack was convinced that you were perfection in a human, the way you shied away from him made him crave you even more. The way you tried to be courteous to those around you even if they either threatened you, tried to kill you (Not that Jack let them), or teased you. Gods above he wanted nothing more than to taste you and your screams when he finally got bored of you.
“Oh they’re just a fucking angel~” He had purred for the seventh time today as he watched you stand stiffly by Sally. A group of several groans followed his statement. He wouldn’t stop going on about you, the random bitch he kidnapped because of human decency. “You guys just don’t get it, they’re my little mouse~” He had chirped
You stayed by the child, who was more than happy to hang out with you. You always thought you were good with kids. (To be honest when you first met her you almost shat yourself because of all the blood). But now you were holding a doll and held a wawa cup in one hand. The little girl was giggling and talking about one of her teddy bears that sat in a toy seat by you.
You were smiling a bit, this was better than when you were snatched up. At least you could find some sort of solace with somebody here. “Mouse, come on, let’s get you something to eat.” At this point you had gotten so used to being manhandled and treated like one of Sally’s dolls that you weren’t alarmed when Jack picked you up.
He nuzzled his face into your neck, grinning. Even though you already got used to this it was fucking terrifying, what if he just decided to rip your throat out one of the times he nips? His teeth were certainly sharp enough for it to happen. You drew a shaky breath as he nipped where your neck and shoulder connected. “Come on mousey, don’t be all upset.” He huffed.
“I’m not.” You managed to murmur while he was breathing down the meat of your neck. He snorted, obviously knowing it was a lie. He licked along your shoulder up to your jaw, ignoring the way you shuddered under his grasp.
“Don’t fuck that thing.” One of them, you were pretty sure it was Jeff, scoffed. You pray that Jack listens to him but to be honest, you were pretty sure a god would be mad if you were being subjected to this. Maybe if you die soon you can be reincarnated into a nice family thousands of miles away from here.
Jack would grin wolfishly however, quickly extinguishing any flame of hope you may have had. “Come on mouse.” He cooed at you like you were a little kid as he carried you away. He brought you to his room, which you couldn’t get used to. He slept in the bed and would usually drag you with him. But the room just reeked of blood and decay.
If he didn’t kill you, you were pretty sure his room would.
The moment you were in distance he chucked you onto the bed. You almost shrieked as you grabbed the sheets, body bouncing off it slightly as he did, despite how atrociously firm and uncomfortable it was. You could just smell the sweat from Jack on his blanket, the musk filling your nose.
As you regained focus you could see the sharp fingers of Jack already tugging down his black sweat pants, letting them fall past his ankles with a quiet fwoosh. Then with a muttered swear he kicked them off. All the while you were still, like a mouse. You didn’t expect it to get this far already. You gave a nervous smile, “Isn’t- Isn’t this moving a little too fast? Shouldn’t we take our time an-” Before you could finish his cold lips smashed against yours.
His hands wrapped tightly around your wrists, making quick work of pinning them over your head. After the longest moments of your life he pulled away, leaving you to catch your breath as fear bubbled in your chest. “Nah. You’re the one.” He rasped before smashing your lips together once more. Your fingers curled into fists, nails digging into your wrists as his sharp teeth caught on your bottom lip, breaking skin. “Fuck…” He groaned, “Taste so good, Mouse. Can’t wait to taste ya everywhere.”
“I don’t like-” You squeak as he maneuvers your hands into one of his now instead, his hand fumbling for a moment before using his knife to slice the clothes right off of your body. Instead of waiting his dark sockets seemed to twinkle as he lurched forward, lips wrapping around one of your nipples. “S-stop-” You stammer, gasping as you feel his dick through his boxers that hung loosely around his hips.
“Fuck no.” He rumbled, lavishing your pink bud with filthy licks, teasingly letting his teeth scrape against it at some points. Despite yourself, you found a wave of arousal coursing through you. When he parted ways with your nipple. “Good mouse, so fucking good.” He rumbled before beginning to place open mouth kisses all over your stomach, down to your pelvis, seeming to revel in the way your skin trembled and jumped under his attention.
He rolled his eyes when he felt you squirm, “Ain’t even done anything yet. Stay. Still.” He growled and of course you did. “If you try to run when I release you, mouse, you’ll be the next stain on my floor. Understand?” He hissed, letting go of the persona he had put on for you.
You find yourself nodding, breath caught in your throat as he grins once again. “Good. Glad we have an understanding of each other. Now roll over.” He commanded, releasing your wrists. With great reluctance you clenched your eyes shut and rolled over. He pried the remaining scraps of clothing off of your person before he locked eyes on your ass.
“God, I don’t think I fucking got lube, baby.” He grumbled as he stood to look around. Leaving you trembling in silence on the bed, tears pricking your eyes. He soon scoffed and strode back over. Spreading your ass, he spat on your asshole, making you shutter as the saliva hit the sensitive tissue. He rubbed your rim with his thumb, “How many times should I make you cum tonight. Two? Four? Maybe I could be a little overzealous and go for ten.” He chuckled.
Without much of a warning, he let his thumb sink into the tight ring of muscle, making you clench down as air caught in your throat. “W-wai-ttt!” You didn’t have time to even adjust before he worked his ring finger in too.
“Calm down, mouse, just gotta make sure you're nice and ready, yeah?” He chuckled as you sniffled. “Don’t worry, you’ll get to feel so fucking good when I shove my cock in your ass.”
As he moved the not so dexterous fingers inside you, your body didn’t cooperate, instead you tensed up more. He grumbled but decided, ultimately, that you couldn’t help it. He was certain this was your first time after all. “Can’t tell if you're prettier from behind or from the front.” He mused with another snicker, “Well I’ll have plenty of time to find out, won’t I?”
The more his fingers moved, you realized that your body was adjusting. Much too quick for your liking. If he thought you enjoyed this, would he only focus on this part? Or would he want to fuck you with his dick too? You shudder at the thought and decide to try the former option. “A-ah~” You managed out, despite the fact your rim still felt like it was being stung.
He chuckled, “Must’ve done something good to ya, huh mouse?” It worked, by whatever fucking god was actually on your side, it worked. Or seemed to. “Don’t worry, lots more where that came from.” As he shifted his hand his name was suddenly called from across the manner and he grimaced. “Fucking seriously.”
For a moment you felt the air return to your lungs, his fingers pulling out of your asshole, which gaped open the slightest amount. With a quick smack on your ass he tugged on his sweats. “Stay like that. I’ll be back.” He grumbled, eyeing you for a moment before turning and strutting out the door.
Relief has never hit you so hard.