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arcade-writing · 2 years

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AFAB reader but non specified gender

Pairing: Evan McMillan (trapper) x reader

Warning: impact play, mask kink, wax play, some fear play, bondage, size kink, pussy slapping (sorry), Evan has a big dick, wine used how it shouldn't, messy sex, low-key romantic but not really, nipple play, reader is kind of a brat, some degrading and a little bit of humiliation, sir kink

This does take place in the Hooked on you universe but not exactly. I've made Evans personality more barrable. This is my first ever writing for him so my apologies if things don't feel in character!

The one bald man I'll fuck. Just played hooked on you and got Trappers route finished. The happy ending image got me 😳

Now, were you surprised you were in this situation? No. No you weren't. But did that stop the way your heart began to race as panic flared. No.

It was stupid to tease him. You were on a romantic date scheduled by Claudette and Dwight but you couldn't stop yourself. Smiling as you kept pressing your body to his. Making comments that made his blood rush. Ruining a perfectly good white shirt with wine just to watch him get riled up.

He carried you down to the basement. You pawed at his back as you tried to not squirm. Excitement burning your insides as you tried to hide your grin. The bottle of wine clutched tight in his large hand.

You peered around, looking behind you. You blinked at the scene before you. A large table in the middle of the room covered in a dull red cloth. Roses sprinkled on it and on the floor. So many red candles it could be considered a fire hazard - like seriously - who needed or owned this many candles?

But what really got your attention was the long chains dangling from the old chandler, dried wax covering it. The final touch to it all was the leather cuffs attached to the table. This room was definitely used for torture at some point. And tonight? Well you had an idea what'll be in-store for you.

Your back hit the table with a thud. You grinned at the killer as he loomed over you. Clutching the tables side as he looked down at you.

"That was expensive." He slammed the bottle by your side.

It took you a second to understand what he was referring to. Noticing how his eyes were fixated on your stained shirt. Right, the wine. That one smelled so sweet yet tasted so bitter. The one you purposeful spilled all over your chest knowing he loved seeing you splattered in red. But there was one thing you forget in your haste; Evan didn't like wastage.

"I didn't even get to try it."

Suddenly, he grabbed your shirt. You stuttered out a noise as he ripped it from your chest. Leaving the back and the sleeves still covering you but the front was completely ruined. Buttons flying to the floor and whisps of thread tickling your skin..

There was many things that you found attractive about him but his sheer power was one of them. One hand he used to rip your shirt. How easily he carried you here. Even when he was swinging around his cleaver around, able to break wooden planks with just a stomp of his foot.

"I mean- it was just an accident, big guy!"

You both knew that was a lie.

You couldn't tell if he was as horny as you were or genuinely mad at you. It was hard to tell with that mask on his face. Also his voice wasn't all that expressive, the most tone you'll get is when he's pissed or smug.

Your thoughts were cut off when you felt the liquid hit your chest. Jolting from how cold it was as he tilted his head. Eyes locked on yours.

"Oops." Was all his said, his voice flat but you could hear it. The smirk hidden under that toothy grin molded into his mask.

Evan lowered himself, propping one leg up on the table. Forcing your legs tight together just from how large he was. Easily able to cup your chest with one hand as he leaned down. You let out a small whimper as his tongue dragged along your chest. Starting from the middle up to your collar bone.

A hum was released from the bottom of his throat. Deep and gruff as he lapped up the droplet's trying to escape down to your back. You were sure you were panting at this point. Unable to catch your breath as your heart thrashed within your chest. Not even being subtle about the way you arched your back, inviting him to keep going.

"I think I need to taste it again, see if it's worth tying up those clumsy hands of yours."

Your fingers dug into his arms, just avoiding the spikes in them. His laugh echoing through one ear and then out the other.

Forcing yourself to stay as still as possible as he poured again. Watching the way it traveled from your collar bones down to your nipples. A small growl coming from him as he quickly licked it up. Not wasting a single drop. Making sure every inch of skin was clean. He cupped your chest closer to his face, his other hand releasing the bottle and holding your back. Arching your back for you as he lapped up a stray droplet that went down to your perked pud.

His large tongue dragged along it, the tip of it flicking your nipple. "Evan-" you whimpered out but he ignored you.

Swirling his tongue before he latched on. Sucking and licking. His teeth twisting it as he gentle bit down. Well, as gentle as he could. The sharp pain mixed in with how sensitive they were made your whole body twitch. As if it sent an electric shock through you.

Evan switched hands, now using the hand that was on your back to play with the other side. Tweaking the bud between two fingers. Your nails left small white cuts in his skin but that only fueled him to keep going. Loving the way you squirmed and moaned. This time he wasn't going to let you two get interrupted.

No, not when you're reacting like this. He hasn't even fucked you yet but here you are, whining in pleasure. Trying to create friction with your thighs but you didn't have enough leg space to squirm. Becoming so desperate for more but you didn't ask for it.

You both knew he held the power here. He was the one in control.

But what you also knew was that, If you begged enough - you could get anything you wanted.

"Evan - please - I need you- need you inside me- you make me feel so full when your cock stretches me out, please!"

That made him stiffen. Groaning around your nipple as he grinded against your raised legs. You could feel the tent in his overalls. Straining against the fabric as it twitched at your words. You tried not to smile, knowing you've won.

He pulled away, letting you drop from his grasp. You wiggled your hips as you stared up at him, fluttering your eyelashes with big doe eyes. As if you didn't just say something so filthy. You were innocent.

The killer grabbed your hands, his hold on them tight as he straighted his back. "I should gag that mouth of yours."

You gulped. Eyes searching the room as you tried to think of a way to convince him. This was an act, a game, you knew if you didn't want to actually do something he wouldn't make you. But there was a thrill in letting him take what he pleased. Letting him do whatever he wanted with you. And even bigger thrill trying to pretend you weren't ready to do anything to relieve the throbbing between your legs.

"Keep begging like that and I'll have to, so be good and wait."

You didn't say or do anything. Just pursing your lips. He didn't like that. His grip on your wrists tightening.

"Am I understood, little bunny?"

That's a new nickname. It was cute.

You flashed him a smile. "Yes sir." Adding a quick wink for flare. He rolled his eyes, unable to force back the small amused smile on his face.

Evan took your wrists and began to cuff them. Looking down at you to see if there was any discomfort but you kept nodding at him. Silently giving him the 'ok' each time.

"Those are to stop your clusmy hands from ruining anything else."

He slid down the table. Standing Infront of it as he positioned your legs. Forcing open the buttons of your short before he yanked them down. Throwing them to the floor before he did the same with your underwear. Leaving you completely naked whilst he remained dressed. He opened your legs as wide as he could, propping them up before cuffing them. The chains were fairly long on both restraints so you were able to move your arms and legs without too much restriction.

"And these, are to stop you from squirming so much."

The chill air hit you. Making you shiver as your sex was put on full display. Your arousal clear as you jerked your hips.

"Since you want to be so messy, I've got something for you." He mused, walking over to a candle and grabbed it. Walking to the side of the table as he grinned down at you.

Your breath caught in your throat. You did ask for special candles from Claudette and Dwight for this kind of thing. Body safe wax but you didn't expect there to be so many! And the fact they gave them to Trapper instead of you was even more surprising.

The wax was warm, stinging but wasn't too painful. Just enough to make your head grew dizzy. He dripped it across your chest before traveling down. Loving each whimper and moan that slipped from your lips. Watching each drop splatter along your skin. The sound of the chains rattling was music to his ears as you let out a loud sob. He kept going all the way down, staying just bove your crotch. Leaving a giant T on the front of your body.

You panted as they already began to harden. Cooling down on your skin giving it a needed break.

"Evan...." You didn't know what you wanted to say, your back arched as you legs trembled. Your mind was completely empty.

He laughed at your state. Grabbing one of your legs, bringing it closer to him as he grabbed another candle, replacing the other. Pouring it in a zig zag across your thigh.

You mewled as you tugged on your restraints.

"Are you learning your lesson, little bunny?" He looked at you as he focused the dripping on one part of your thigh.

"No, sir." You gasped out.

Evan let out a sigh. Disappointed in your words. He put the candle back in its place. Walking to the end of the table, grabbing your hips and flipping you over. The chains twisting snd strained in your new position. Your wrists locked together, crossed.

He yanked your ass back and he leaned on the table, kneeling on it as he kept your sex flushed to his. Your legs propped up on his thighs. You both let out a groan at the contact. Like this, you couldn't really move. It made you squirm as you rolled your hips back. Your eyes fluttering as you moaned.

"Still wanting to act like a slut." His hand suddenly came down. A loud slap echoing through the room. You yelped as your hands clawed at the edge at the chain.

"So needy to be fucked." Another slap. "Willing to do anything for my attention." Another. And another. You chewed at your bottom lip as his rough palm collided with your cheek. "My slut."

He growled out his last words as he sent one more slap to your ass. His large hands smoothed over it, rubbing and massaging the aching cheek.

His hand glided up from your ass to your shoulder. Guiding your body further up. Your arms leaning off the table as he kept your legs spread. Evan licked his lips as he looked at you. Watching your legs shake and the obvious arousal coating your thighs.

Using two fingers to rub along your soaked folds. Just grazing your clit as he collected up your wetness. You whined at the contact. Feeling more sensative than usual. Each touch felt like fire.

"This is what's getting you in trouble." He prodded one finger against your entrance. You whimpered only in response, nodding your head.

"Driving you to act so desperate." He moved his fingers, back and forth. Grazing your clit each time.

You didn't know how much more teasing you could take. Your whole body was hot. Your legs were struggling to support you. The left over sting of his punishments were making your head spin. You needed him so badly.

His whole hand moved between your legs. Only needing half of it as he slapped your sex. You let out a choked sob at the sudden pain. Flames growing in your cheeks as you realized something about yourself. Wanting to hide away as you grinded against his palm.

"You like that?" He scoffed, grinning ear to ear. Slapping again but this time, focusing it to your clit. You let out another sob. Nodding your head furiously.

"Use your words."

"I- I like it when you slap me there...."

Evan smoothed his palm over your cunt. Letting you calm down as he let you grind against him. But despite this show of kindness he wasn't done.with being cruel.

"Where?" His laugh rumbled through his chest.

You squirmed under his expecting gaze as you looked at him, over your shoulder. "My pussy." Your voice was timid. Tears stinging your eyes.

"That's it, so good for me."

His voice was softer now. Removing his hands he flipped you back around. The chains untangling themselves as he guided your body back to the center of the table.

"You know what good sluts get?"

"No sir." You shook your head. At this point you didn't know what he was going to do.

"Come on, I think you do, you begged for it so shamelessly earlier."

He smoothed his hands up and down your thighs. You couldn't stop the weak moan that tumbled out. Looking down at his clothed crotch. A wet spot over it but if that was from you or him you weren't quite sure. Evan patted your leg as he moved back. Unbottoning his clothes and finally stripping free. You weren't surprised to see he wasn't wearing any underwear.

His skin wasn't smooth. Rough and calloused all over. Scars littering across his body. But in the glow of the candle light, he looked radiant. His caramel eyes looked golden. Shining at you as he kneeled before you. His whole body was so massive it left you in shadow. Everything he held looked miniscule in his hands.

You looked small. Delicate. Yet he manhandled you. Yanking you around and using your body as he wanted. As you wanted.

Your mind was swimming. Spreading your legs as far as you could, inviting him to take you.

The killer purred as he plunged two fingers into your hole. Surprised how easily you were able to take them. Usually he had to work you up, just to get two in. Loving to tease you with the stretch before he removed one finger and fucked you. But now, you were eagely taking two, knuckle deep.

He moaned as he listened to how wet you were. Sloppy sounds coming from you as he fucked his fingers into you. Scissoring you open to get you ready for his cock. There was a struggle. Not matter how much or how long he prepped you, it was a tight fit. Having to ease into you and let you adjust every few inches.

Once he was satisfied he lined himself up. Your breath getting caught in your throat as the chains stopped your movements. Stuck in the air, Just barely able to move. The fat head of his cock slipping in, precum smearing against your folds.

Slowly, he pushed himself further in. Thrusting in and out in slow but deep thrusts. Getting you use to his size. You wanted to move him yourself but your legs could only move so far like this.

"Just- fuck me already." You whined.

"Not yet."

He huffed, grabbing your hips as he jerked his hips. Just a few more inches. He groaned when he finally bottomed out. Flush against you as you moaned. Rolling your hips as his pelvis grazed your bud. He grabbed your legs, keeping them still as he moved his hips back before plunging forward.

Hitting as deep as he could with each thrust. There was no time to prepare yourself. You were getting exactly what you wanted.

You screamed as he hit that certain spot. Unable to think as he kept pounding into you. Each wet squealch making you whimper. You could feel each vein as he dragged his cock in and out. He twitched as you let out a weak moan of his name. As if silently daring you to do it again, he slowed down. Still going as deep but now, he took his time.

"Evan-! Keep going."

He smirked, blowing air out of his nose. "I haven't stopped."

That jerk! You groaned as you tried to move your hips, fucking yourself on his cock but he was able to stop you. Pushing your legs back making you let out a small hiss.

"Faster-!"

He snapped his hips into yours. Picking up his original pace. Your whole body bouncing from the sheer force he was using. You could feel yourself grow closer to the edge. That familiar coil tightening in your stomach. Threatening to snap. It seems Trapper could feel it too. Groaning as he kept up his relentless thrusting.

Evan was growing inpatient. His own release dangling Infront of him but unable to chase it. He snarled as he folded into you. Biting down on your shoulder as he let out a deep growl. You gasped as you clenched. Cumming all over his thick cock. Panting as you were finally able to catch your breath.

This seemed to be what he needed. Thrusting one last time with a harsh slap as he buried himself deep inside. Hot ropes of white squirting out. You shivered at the feeling, feeling just as full when he finally pulled out. His left over orgasm painting your stomach.

Evan started to unbuckle you. You rubbed at the red marks. Letting your dying legs rest as you tried to stop the pins and needle feeling in your arms. You felt like jello.

He cradled you close to him as he began to peel off the wax. You hummed at the small pricks of pain. You could feel his cum still oozing out of you, ruining the cloth under you.

"Alive?" He asked, jokily.

You let out a weak laugh. Your voice ruined from how much you've moaned. "Barely."

He slumped on the table, keeping you close. You both knew it wouldn't be long before Claudette and Dwight come looking for you. Schedules and all that. So you enjoyed as much as you Could, just laying in his arms as he drew shapes into your skin.

HOOKED ON YOU SPOILER:

the image that started it all✨

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