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🔪~The Best Valentine Present~🔪

Stu & Billy x Reader

Requested by AjaxTheGamer

Kinda alluded to the murder portion more so than describe it so I hope that's okay.

They were hot and cold.

Billy's teeth dug into your shoulder, his tongue sharp with words that pierced your heart and made your thighs shake. His touch was unforgiving and cruel in all the right ways that had you crawling back for more. Practically begging for the back of his hand to grace your cheekbones harshly as words of disgust fill your ears.

Stu, he was gentler. He was the tongue that lapped at your wounds apologetically, the lips that muttered sweet praises as he filled you with his fingers. Lathering you in gentle affection and picking up the aftercare Billy seemed to always forget. Stu's knuckles would ghost your jawline as he smiled down at you. Admiring your breathless, flushed face as his hips angled into you.

They were both so different yet so perfect together. While Billy left you a sopping teary mess, Stu was there to pick you up, he was there to kiss you on the nose before descending between your legs to finish whatever Billy had started. Stu was there to make you feel loved in the moment. He was there to worship you in all your glory no matter the situation.

Even as you sat perched in his lap, your Ghostface costume discarded along with your underclothes, you were perfect in Stu's eyes. As sweat and blood clung to your body Stu couldn't be more enamored.

Adrenaline was pumping through you and your lover's veins, the body downstairs slowly cooling enough to show for the reason behind such a rush.

Hands ran up your spine, soft hands. Thin lips pressed against your own all while your lap ground into the length pressing against your backside. "You taste so good, [Y/n]." Stu murmured against your lips with a smile when he pulled away from you for a breath of air.

The display was beyond sappy and it made the brunette resting not far away, twiddling a blood-crusted knife, scoff in amusement. "Probably tastes like a cheap whore," Billy commented moving closer to where both you and Stu sat on an unknown sofa in an even more unknown home. "That what you are [Y/n]?" a new set of hands glided up your bare thighs, nails leaving pale streaks against your flesh. Lips graced the back of your ear, heat fanning down your neck "Poor little [Y/n], nothing but a useless fucking whore. Only a hole for me, and Stu to fill when we want to."

Your eyes were stuck on Billy's face much to Stu's dismay. Fingers connected with your chin, leading your gaze back to Stu. "There's my lovely baby," Stu cooed, his lips dragging from just under your chin to the base of your neck leaving a trail of kisses and small nips all along the way.

Fingers danced closer to your front. A padded thumb digging into your sex abruptly causing you to jerk, a startled yelp leaving your lips. Billy laughed while Stu shushed you the fingers against you only moving more intently.

Words of praise and degradation mixed in your mind. Lips, and hands constantly moving against you. Billy's lips sank into your skin leaving you littered with bites while Stu placed hot open-mouthed kisses along your torso and neck, sucking a hickey or two onto your skin. "Proof of where my lips have touched," Stu whispered, his hips jutting up into you while the tip of his pointer finger dragged a pattern of oddly colored splotches on your body.

Nothing could feel better– your mind melted at the mixed affection the men were giving you. Hot and cold made you arch your back, your lips parting with a cry as your body shook.

"Fuck," you muttered under your breath as you sagged forward into Stu's waiting arms. Billy didn't stray from your tired form yet he didn't embrace you as Stu did. He sat by you and Stu's side, a hand resting on your upper thigh to show he was there.

You truly were the best Valentine present Stu and Billy ever had the pleasure to unwrap.