![]() Bubba, of course, is a wild card down there in the basement but he rarely comes up for air anyway. Still, the house is so quiet No signs of anyone up and about- not down here and not upstairs. It feels good, of course it does You never doubted it would! But this is not the place- you refuse to get caught like this, here!! Some more evil cackling, before he shifts above you momentarily- and then his ‘morning wood’ slips into you and your legs automatically spread open a little bit wider- only causing your stupid, horrible boyfriend to cackle some more. ![]() “I’m too comfortable.” A thumb that isn’t one of yours, slips between your skin and the waistbands of both your sweats and your underwear, and pulls them down a bit in the front. And then someone would walk in on it, and he’d make some degrading joke about you being the needy one and you would never be able to look that person in the eye again and would ultimately need to move the hell out. This man is as without shame as it gets and he will, undoubtedly, fuck you on this couch right here. Let’s just go to your room.” You beg, unabashedly- because you know him. “They should or they would?” You lay your hands on his shoulders, but dont push. ![]() They should all sleep in.” You listen out, and to your horror- hear the unbuckling of his belt.Įyes narrowing, even as your cheeks are still pink as hell, you stay very very still. Then he sighs, and you can practically hear his eyes roll. His face, still buried firmly in the crook of your neck, spreads into a wider grin as all you hear is muffled evil giggling. “They will be in a minute!” You shriek, voice picking up in volume suddenly when Chucky dry thrusts up against you, causing sparks of pleasure to erupt up through you and making your cheeks go even redder. “Why not?” You can feel him smirk into your neck. Are your thighs opening up to make room for him? … uh, no… course not… “Not here!” “Chucky!” You squeak suddenly, feeling him dig himself more between your legs and only wanting him more. Your cheeks heat up though in total embarrassment because damnit it Chucky, Jason will kill you both for this!! And you would honestly rather die then have those teenage boys walk in and see you two practicing coidus on the couch they watch their movies on. Still, you can feel the warmth of his hard cock where you like it to be and honestly? You’re feeling a little be amorous too, because of the close proximity. Instead of getting up, Chucky but shifts himself so his problem is pressed precisely against your lips- well, if you weren’t wearing clothes. You immediately gape, and try to wiggle out from under him so you can go somewhere more private then the livingroom of the house in which many h o r r o r villains currently reside, and who will soon be waking up!- “Oh no, no, no no- “ Maybe a literaly gun.īut a moment later, his stony fingers are gripping your hips a bit tighter and you feel his mouth rip slowly into a wide grin against you. As you’re just starting to fall back into dreamland, feeling so warm and comfortable with Chucky’s face in your neck, chest to chest with your legs tangled together and imagining being in your favourite country instead of counting sheep, you start to feel a certain bump on his body digging into your hip… but you just write it off as maybe something in his pocket. And the moment is too peaceful (A hard thing to do with your boyfriend being who he is). Well, I can’t really argue with him when he’s literally laying on top of me, so… Wriggling yourself a bit to fit your head more comfortably to the couches arm in wake of a pillow, you close your eyes again, sighing. “Go back to sleep.” He orders nearly immediately, shifting only slightly to be more comfortable on top of you. “We fell asleep on the couch.” You mutter to your dozy, living body pillow. It seems the house is still quiet, apart from that early bird. Hannibal quits flashing the lights and continues on to the kitchen. ![]() Yawning and look down, you oet Chucky’s head until you feel his breath on your neck change in pattern, becoming more drawn out as he wakes up. Slowly opening your eyes and seeing the ceiling all blurry and bright before you as someone is flashing the ceiling lights on and off in order to wake you, you feel a heavy weight on your body keeping you from sitting up. But also smuttiness (Not full smut though), cock warming, other Horror Villains (Jason and Freddy), and serious PDA. Warnings: I mean… this is kinda cuddly honestly. Plot: You and your boyfriend Chucky wake up cuddling on the couch and when the other residents of the home start to wake up and come downstairs for breakfast… you’re faced with a *ehem* morning challenge of Chucky’s digging into you. And I just generally wanted a more chill, suburban atmosphere.
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