Date Published: 12/1/22
This chapter will contain: Lemon, dirty talk, minor foreplay (he suckie)
DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFY WITH SMUT! (SEX)
No specific body types will be assumed! There are options for pecs or boobs, as well as dick or pussy. THIS SMUT WILL BE SPACED AMONG MULTIPLE CHAPTERS BC OF HOW GODDAMN LONG IT'S GONNA BE FFS- STRAP IN KIDDOS
------------
You couldn't take your eyes off of the distant mansion, no matter how much Kevin was trying to distract you and make you late. He was sweet for caring so much, but to be frank, he was overdoing it.
"Ok, so, I packed everything you'll need. Condoms of any sizes, cause hah, ya never know. Don't ask me why I have them. Your pepper spray, a pocket knife, a brass knuckle that Skid accidentally gave me, some food and water in case you get locked in there, lots and lots of good quality candy... yeah try not to use that last one unless its life or death, I'll lose all my money." Kevin rambled, digging through your backpack as the two of you walked down the sidewalk.
"Maybe he just wants to talk. Or kill me. Or, like we both boiled it down to... the both of us are proooooobably down bad for each other." You replied, rubbing the back of your neck to relieve some of the sweat that was practically drenching you. He placed his arm on your shoulder and gave you a meaningful smile, although nerves were tugging at the corners of his mouth.
This was the best case scenario, wasn't it? Instead of dying, or being rejected, he quite literally made it a date. But what was in store for you, you had no idea. All you could do was think, analyze, and prepare. Kevin was doing most of the work, though.
"Also, a walkie talkie! Keep it on in your backpack, so I'll know whether or not there's a need for a rescue mission. Buuuut if things get spicy-" Kevin started to tease and you cut him off with a playful slap.
"I didn't take you for the type of guy to be hyping me up about a serial killer!" You chuckled, feeling some of the anxiety ebb away.
"What can I say? This is fictional!" Kevin replied, hooking his arm around your shoulders and guiding you around the bend of the sidewalk.
"Also I know those condoms were for you and Streber-" You began to tease back, but he cut you off quickly, covering your mouth and pointing to the horizon urgently. The two of you witnessed Bob entering the gate of the abandoned mansion up ahead, but it was too far away for him to have noticed you as he slowly disappeared into the lingering fog. You looked at Kevin... Kevin looked at you. The two of you silently agreed that Bob Velseb was still a terrifying cannibal. You felt butterflies in your stomach as the two of you continued your approach to the mansion, something felt off... Your mission was flawlessly planned, and if it succeeded, it would be a win-win for everybody!
"You're sure your plan is worth all this?" Kevin asked worriedly.
"I'm sure, Kevin. What I'm willing to do could save dozens of lives! Hundreds, even! I bet not even the cops could have the balls I do!" You replied light heartedly, elbowing him in the side. He let out a cough as he cringed from the jab, trailing behind momentarily while he recovered. The flickering street lamps were the only tools lighting your path to the abandoned building to which you were growing nearer.
"Oh shit, gotta pick up the pace, it's almost 9!" You hissed under your breath, roughly grabbing his arm to tow him along hurriedly. He stumbled to catch up to your running speed, the two of you racing to the mansion.
"What I was gonna say about the walkie talkie, I'll respect your privacy and give you the option to turn it off! Not MY fault if you don't, just putting that out there, Y/N!" Kevin yelped, nearly tripping once more.
BINABASA MO ANG
~°{ Animal Cannibal }°~ ':Bob Velseb x Reader:'
Fanfiction'Years have passed since the murders started. Bob Velseb's killing spree was nearing it's 10th infamous, dreaded anniversary. Y/N, who has an obsessive interest in the serial killer, makes it their goal to put a stop to his murders one way or anothe...
