Slasher x Reader Drabbles & Imagines ||Requests Open||

🔪~Lingerie and Kisses~🔪

Michael Myers x Male Reader

Embarrassment bubbled in your chest as you looked at your reflection in the full sized mirror located in your bedroom. Your eyes were scuined as your eyebrows were furrowed a look of scrutiny on your face "This was stupid." you muttered as tears of frustration welled in your eyes making them glossy.

Shame is what you felt as you looked at the delicate red lingerie that was beautifully draped across your figure. The lingerie was beautiful but it didn't belong on a man like you. The 'clothing' was delicate and soft while you were tall and bulky you were sure it was an unappealing combination. You just wanted to do something nice for Michael, after all he's already been so kind to you- with not killing you and everything. A small defeated sigh left your lips as you forced yourself to look away from the mirror and focus on something else.

You were so lost in your self deprecating thoughts that you hardly had time to respond as you heard the back door downstairs open and close. Panicking your eyes flew wide as you scrambled to move to the nearest shirt to hide what you were wearing.

Thump- you laid on the floor groaning in pain as you looked to your feet to see a blanket haphazardly left on the floor had tangled around your ankle bringing you to the ground in your panic.

Michael heard the thud from whenever so gracefully fell and quickly walked upstairs knife in hand and ready to end whatever intruder dared to hurt you. His mind already picturing horrific scenarios of where someone had broken into the house in his absence, holding you hostage for whatever reason. Imagine Michael's surprise as he threw the door open making it loudly bang on the wall only to reveal you angry trying to free yourself from a blanket wearing a scandalous outfit that barely covered your body.

His breath hitched and quickly he lowered his knife before striding up to you and picking you up, setting you on your feet. Quickly you covered your arms over your chest, a pout on your face as your face flushed with embarrassment. "Sorry, you weren't supposed to see- this." Michael was confused as you gestured to yourself before quickly averting your eyes.

'Why would you be sorry?' he thought as he took a step back to look you over properly. He couldn't deny that he enjoyed the way the lace stretched over your skin. The deep red color reminded him of the blood of his victims; he felt something stir in his abdomen as he imagined you strewn out before him his bloody handprints on your skin as he drew the softest of moans from you.

A tiny smile tugging at his lips behind his mask. 'You're breathtaking.' he thought as he reached out to you gripping your chin gently between his calloused fingers. He threw his knife somewhere before he moved his other hand to your hip where he began to trace the intricate lace that stretched over your body making you look like a delicate piece of art.

Your breath caught in your throat as Michael's hand wandered up your chest briefly flicking your perked nipples causing a small jolt of pleasure to shoot straight to your core. Bringing your face closer to his own face Michael lifted his mask before pulling it off. His brown curls fell framing his face as he stared into your eyes that were filled with lust and love. Gently he pressed his chapped lips to your soft ones, the kiss was sweet and spoke for Michael as his lips moved across yours with the utmost care. Michael's hands went back to wandering your body as his kiss heated up making the pool of hunger in your stomach grow heavier with need.

He caressed your torso and hips as the now hungry kiss made you shiver, the kiss was almost feral as teeth clashed. Michael overpowering you with ease as he pushed his tongue into your mouth deepening the kiss further. Your head felt light as you pushed slightly away gasping for air.

Smug was the only word that could describe Michael's smirk as he eyed your glistening swollen lips.

"Michael-" you breathed out before touching your forehead with the man.

You could hear your heart beating in your ears as your eyes stayed locked with Michaels, they were beautiful, he was beautiful. In that moment you saw your reflection in his eyes. Maybe just maybe you were beautiful too you let yourself think as Michael wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closely into his chest in a possessive manner.