He'd noticed her the second she'd walked in. He studied her petite body and short light brown hair. She was dressed as a zombie nurse. Bloodied bandages were wrapped around her feet and hands in place of shoes and gloves. And her costume was shredded in some places. And grimy and bloody looking, like she'd been running through the woods.

And she had blood dripping from her red lips and down her throat so it stained the front of her costume. And what really delighted him was the 12 inch butchers knife she had clutched in her dainty hands. He thought it wonderfully suited her for some reason.

And he nearly lost it when she started dancing with her friends. She was swinging her hips back and forth with her arms up above her head. He had a wandering thought just then. He wondered if she tasted good. And he was curious enough to find out.

He watched her dance some more and saw the shiver than ran up her spine as his eyes focused on her body. 'She must be aware of my gaze. Interesting.' He waited until she finally locked eyes with him. She watched him for a moment before going back to her dancing.

For a moment he thought she was brushing him off but then he saw the coy little smile the slipped across her face. He cheeks flexed in a parody of a smile as his eyes raked over every inch of her cute little body. He saw her glance at him before breaking away from her two friends and go over to Splendorman.

He saw her ask him something before the tall man man pointed to the stairs. She smiled sweetly at him, and he clenched the handle of his blade in a murderous grip. He didn't want her looking at anyone that way.

'Nobody but me. She's mine. I don't care if we've never even spoken. She. Is. Mine.' He glared at Splendorman who just looked confused before walking away.

He saw her walk up stairs so he followed her. He watched from the shadows as she went into the bathroom. He waited outside for her to come out. He perked up when he heard the sink turn on. He readied himself to pounce and when she came out seconds later that's just what he did. She barely took two steps out of the bathroom before he wrapped one arm around her waist and helt his knife at her throat. She gasped and froze when he leaned down and whispered in her ear,

"Don't even think of screaming baby~ At least not yet."

He dragged her into one of the spare bedrooms before he let her go. She bolted away from him and held up her knife almost as if to ward him away or threaten him. He just giggled and slowly walked towards her.

"Oh come on baby, you think a little blade is gonna scare me away?"

"W-what do you want?" She sounded more curious then scared and he walked closer keeping an eye on the blade she held in her hand.

"Oh I want something only you can give me." He chuckled and pounced on her throwing her back against the bed in the corner and causing her to drop her knife. He quickly jumped on top of her and before she could scream he drug his tongue up the side of her neck to her cheek leaving a long wet line behind.

"I just wanna taste you."

She blushed and whimpered and his body immediately reacted to the little noises she was making. He grinned and licked lower until his tongue was sliding between her breasts and she stuttered,

"W-wait, *gasp* No~ don't. Nnnn~"

His tongue dipped between her breasts and his teeth lightly grazed her skin making her writhe beneath him.

"Oh you say no but your body is screaming yes."

He chuckled and dipped his tongue between her breasts again as he started to cut her top open with his knife. Ever so slowly he ripped through the fabric and his tongue followed it's path going lower and lower as his blade shined dimly in the room's low light. When her shirt was finally open enough he freed her breasts from the constricting material and allowed the rooms cool air to touch them for only a second before his mouth and tongue were upon her soft flesh.

"Ahhh~ No please~! Oh god~"

He licked every inch of her chest that he could and started sucking and nipping at the flesh hard enough to leave angry red marks but not enough to draw any blood. He wanted to sink his teeth in and taste every inch of her. He raised his knife again before lightly dragging the dull end over her skin, making her shiver, until he got to the top of her skirt. He flipped the blade and began cutting the dingy white material inch by inch, his eyes never leaving hers.

She blushed hard as she locked eyes with him and felt the cool air slowly touch more and more of her skin. She let out a shocked gasp when he finally yanked her skirt from her body. He let his eyes take in the little, lacy thong underwear she was wearing.

"Oh that's hot~ I can't wait to shred those~"

He grinned as wide as he could while he slid the blade under one of the straps to the thong and pulled until it gave a soft pop and broke apart. He slowly trailed the blade across her flesh to the other strap making her shiver from the coolness of the blade and the fear of being cut. As he cut through the other strap he leaned down and chuckled darkly.

"Oh now the fun really begins."

Emily gasped and tried to sit up and close her legs. She shivered from the mix of cool air and warm breath on her most sensetive area.

"Wait~! I don't think I'm rea-ahhhhhhhhhh~!"

Her sentence was cut off as he licked a long stripe along her heat and she cried out in pleasure as his tongue slipped in slightly. He ran his tongue up and down her heat making her cry out and clutch the sheets tightly. He softly traced the dull edge of the blade up her thigh making her spread her legs a bit and look down just in time to see him shove his tongue deeply into her heat and twirl it around. Her cries echoed in the small bedroom and when Jeff pulled back she whined and he chuckled and said hotly,

"Oh don't you worry, I'm nowhere near done with you~"

He pulled his blood stained hoodie off and tossed it over the side of the bed before holding his knife in his teeth and shimming out of his shoes and pants. Before she could say anything he pulled the blade from his mouth and started licking her wetness again. He stabbed the blade into the bed before adding his fingers along with his tongue into her heat, not giving her time to speak or even think about what he was planning to do next.

Her thighs were quivering from the pleasurable sensations she was being forced to endure. And when he curled his fingers inside her she arched off the bed. She began babbling incoherently, making Jeff giggle before he began harshly rubbling her clit. She cried out loudly and bucked her hips up closer to his mouth and tongue. And then he pulled his mouth away and spread her legs apart before he rubbed his hard length against her dripping wet core.

"If you liked that then you'll love what comes next~"

Without giving her time to catch her breath he slammed his length deeply into her heat groaning when his hips slammed harshly against hers. He clung to her hips for a moment before wrapping her legs around his waist and starting to slide in and out of her slowly at first then building up speed.

"Damn you're so fucking tight, I just wanna break you in half~"

Emily felt tears prick her eyes from the abrupt penetration but soon his thrusts turned more pleasurable than painful. She started lifting her hips off the bed to meet with his own harsh downward thrusts. He kneaded the soft flesh of her breast while he continued to rock into her and he groaned when she started calling his name.

"Ahhh~ Jeff! Please~!"

Jeff seemed to growl as he started slamming into her harder and faster until her entire body was shaking. His mouth joined his hands on her breasts, licking and nipping at the flesh leaving his mark behind as he moved from one breast to the other. Emily reached up and tangled her fingers in his hair and squeezed her legs around his waist to get him to go faster.

He slammed into her even faster and grabbed one of her hips to pull her hips to meet his and slide his length even deeper into her heated core. Jeff groaned against the nipple in his mouth. He knew he was almost done and so he reached a free hand down and started pinching and rubbing Emily's clit, wanting to see if he could get her to come first.

"Ughn, come on."

Jeff felt Emily thrash and tighten up around him as she nearly screamed from her orgasm and he bucked against her harshly before reaching his own release and emptying himself inside of her. He panted and gripped her hips tightly in his hands as he slowly raised his eyes to stare deeply into her own. She lay there, breathing harshly and with her eyes barely open. She was so tired that she could barely move but she mustered up her strength and crooked her finger for him to come closer. When they were close, nearly face to face, Emily leaned forward and kissed Jeff's scarred cheek. If his eyes could have widened any further they would have. Since he'd become 'Jeff the Killer' nobody had been so tender with him. And he had to admit...it was nice.

'Not that I'd ever say it out loud or anything gay like that.' he thought as he buried his face in her breasts to hide what felt like a blush. He looked up when the soft female underneath him cleared her throat before speaking.

"Uhh...my name's Emily, you know...if you were curious." he could hear the blush in her voice and chuckled. He looked up at her and said cheekily,

"Nice to put a name to that face. And I'm Jeff by the way. But you probably already knew that."

Emily just giggled and layed back and let Jeff stay on top of her. And a few moments later they were sleeping.

A/N: Well here ya go. I tried my best with this chiz. And if Jeff seems OOC then shut up. Do you know how hard it is to get in his head? Really difficult. But whatever. Just review my little pandas. ~The Mistress