EroticReverie

Butcher

Her little gasp when I lifted my mask, sounded like I expect a child to sound on Christmas morning when they see a hundred presents under the tree. Like my jaw and mouth were the best gift ever. I'd fucking smile so hard after kiss her mouth and pulling my mask back down, leaving her stunned little mouth reaching for more. She kissed me. Willingly. Interesting. 

"Keep up Mouse." I say as we walk now through the woods, down to the yellow devil house house. All the houses were black, just like the main house, the only way to tell which color they were , were from working here, or being able to the surveillance cameras that had them labeled. 

"I'm trying! I've got little legs!" She huffs and I smile to myself. As if I need her to remind me how short she is. I smile even harder as I hear her feet move quicker and into a little jog as she slips up around the side of me and ahead of me by a few feet, but my strides send her right back to my side and then behind behind me again.

"god damnit" she mutters and I laugh quietly. 

I stop and her little body smacks into me with a little "oof" as I squat down. 

"a little warning before you stop Butcher, you're a fucking brick wall" she says and gives my back a little shove as I squat, but still even squatting in a vulnerable postition , my balance and weight dont allow her "mighty" little shove to throw me off. 

"Get on." I say. 

"What do you mean GET ON?" She huffs.

"My back. Get on my back." I say. 

"I can walk." she huffs.

"Slowly, yes. But at this rate the game will be over by the time we reach the damn house. Get the fuck on." I say. 

She gives a little growl. "I'm not that slow!" she protests.

"Mouse. Be a good fucking girl and climb the fuck on." I say. 

"Say please" she says and I grit my teeth.

"Please." I growl. 

"Oh wow, how much did it hurt to say that word?" She says and I growl but she giggles to herself as she climbs onto my back. Her arms wrapping around my neck, my hands grabbing her thighs and hoisting her up as I stand and she lets out a little yip. 

"wont you go slower now with me on your back?" She asks as I start to walk. 

"Does it LOOK like im going slower?" 

"Mmm, maybe a little bit." She says and I shake my head. 

"Giddyup Butcher" she laughs. 

I pause, lift my hand and smack her thigh. "Quiet you fucking brat" 

I was already fucking obsessed with her. Now she had me eating out of her little fucking hand for her silly little teasing and cute little giggles. I grit my teeth, my cock protesting the feelings I was starting to develop for the five foot two piece of trouble on my back. Did I still want to hurt her? Fuck her? Make her cry and drink her fucking tears? Yes. Yes . Yes. But did I also want to be.....nice? ................god damnit. Yes. At the rate her adorable cuteness was eating at my darker desires for her, pretty soon I'd be rubbing her feet, and waiting on her hand and foot, and i'd be the one wearing a collar and a leash instead of her. I groan at the thought of her naked on a fucking leash. I wanted that. God, I fucking wanted to make her fucking crawl for me. But I was starting to want her to do it willfully. 

"Butcher?" she asks.

"Yes Mouse?" I reply as I carry her through the trees on my back.

"I cant hurt them." She says, her voice sounding so small and sad. 

But I knew that. I knew she couldn't truly be the one to punish them. I was hoping she would, but deep down, knew it'd be on me and the others to serve up their punishments.

"I know Mouse" I say and rub her thigh where I'm holding it with her legs and arms wrapped around me.

"I...part of me wants to..but...I cant" she says and I just suqeeze her thigh.

"It's okay." I say.

"It is?" She asks slightly surprised.

"You're not made for violence Mouse. It's what I adore about you." I say and she's quiet for a few moments.

"Adore, huh?" she says slightly teasing and my cock twitches. 

"quiet." I growl at her, my boots snapping branches as I move through off the general path, taking a shortcut. 

"you adore me Butcher?" she whispers. And I swear to god I'm going to fucking tie her to the closest tree and use her body if she keeps it up. No you wont. The other half of my brain aruges. You wouldnt do that to her,you like her. It says. I growl. 

"When you shut up, yes." I say. 

She laughs and I hate how fucking much I love the sound. 

"You got a crush on me Butcher?" she teases me like she's no longer scared of me, like Im not the man who made her cry more than once, like Im not the man that threatened to rape her and take her virginity. 

"Jinx. Don't make me rape that pussy." I growl. 

That shuts her up.

"I was just kidding." She mutters, and I feel her playful mood deflate. God, youre a fucking asshole Butcher. I growl internally. 

"I've got a big fat crush, alright?" I growl. 

She's still quiet. 

"Mouse?" I ask, stopping, turning my head slightly. I hear a little sniffle from inside her mask. 

Damnit. 

I squat down and she slips off my back onto her feet and I hear her little whimpers and cries that she tries to keep quiet. I take the mask off her, and her cheeks are wet and for some reason they dont excite me nearly as much as they did less than a few hours ago. 

"Hey, look at me." I say and she blinks, fat little tears rolling down her adorable fucking cheeks as her lower lip quivers and she lifts those big blue eyes to me in the dark. 

"I won't hurt you." I say. God Butcher, that was quick, my dick protests and argues. 

She sniffles and her lip wobbles. 

"I dont believe you" she says her little voice wavering and I cup her face in my hands. 

"I promise." the words are out before I can think. Promises mean nothing to me. I can promise anyone anything and go back on my word so fucking easily. But saying the words to her, I know it's the exact opposite. fuck if I know why, or understand the power this fucking girl has over me , but she has me wanting to make her trust me, make her actually fucking like me. And it's annoying as hell. But I cant stop myself. Maybe it's because I want her to have someone to trust, even if just for a few days. To show her that her friends are shit, and that people can be trusted and that she deserves to be able to trust someone, and not have them walk all over her. Even though, I very much wanted to use her body like I didnt respect her at all. 

"Pinky swear?" she asks and I smile behind my mask and lift my hand. I make my pinky into a hook. She lifts her as locks it around mine. 

She sniffles, a very very small smile on her lips as she looks at our pinkies locked. 

"You can have your safeword back. I'll honor it everytime." I tell her and she blinks at me. 

"Will you let me leave?" She asks. 

"Dont push it Mouse." I growl. 

The corner of her mouth lifts. 

"You're mine for the weekend." I tell her. 

"I'll let you have your safeword when it comes to touching you, and what I want to fucking to do you Mouse. But not when it comes to keeping you with me. You dont get to run from me. If you do, I WILL chase you. Your safeword doesnt count for that." 

"I wont run from you." She says. I swallow hard.

"no?" I ask. 

She shakes her head and wipes her cheeks.

"As long as you keep your promise." she says and I nod. I let my pinky still locked with hers, give a little squeeze.

"I have an idea." I say. 

"uh oh." she says and I smirk behind my mask.