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Good boy (GhostfaceXFem!reader)

Summary: For the past three years, Danny has stalked you from the shadows, waiting for the moment you slip—just once—so he can justify making you his next victim. But you never do. You’re too pure, too kind, too impossibly clean. And that terrifies him more than any of the monsters he’s already claimed.

Includes: Anal fingering, Stalking, Bottom Ghostface, slight pet play, brief mention of animal abuse

A/N: Hi I wrote this while I was at work. I apologize if it’s not the greatest when it comes to grammar punctuation and spelling. I tried to edit it myself but I’m not too good at it. Anyway I hope you’ll still be able to read it and enjoy it.

Ghostface is a little ooc in this so I apologize once again

Minors DNI

Danny knew what he did was wrong. He knew that stalking, waiting, obsessing, hunting, taking life after life after life was wrong. He just didn’t care. He never cared. He wanted that feeling no needed that feeling. The feeling of watching people in there darkest most private moments. When the ugliness inside shows its face when the hate boils over to the surface.

All humans are disgusting and fake. Showing only the best parts to the outside world and keeping there darkest feeling hidden away. Maybe just complaining about your coworker you can’t stand to your partner but smiling in there face the next day. The mundane day to day shadows.

Then there’s others one like Danny living two different lives sometimes more. The ones who show the world someone ideal but after the sun has set and the moon shines bright in the sky. They shed their skin and become the beast they really are

…but not you.

Danny has watched you from afar for what seems like such a short time in reality it’s been 3 years. Far longer than anybody else has been able to keep his attention. Far longer than anyone else has been able to keep up their facade but you you’re good.

Danny has watched you for so long waiting for the slightest slip up so he could finally add your photo to his album.

WHY WONT YOU SHOW HIM!?

He’s been with you so long-watching, waiting-and it doesn’t matter what it is. Your yappy annoying rat that you call a dog pisses and shits all over the carpet do you yell get mad kick the fucking thing shove its nose in it? no you smile so gently and tell it:

“it’s okay Boscoe I’m sorry I didn’t take you out in time. Work kept me a little late today but don’t worry we still get to go on walkies.”

And then clean it up. And still take that fucker on a walk.

Do you complain about your job?

No.

Do you drink?

No.

Do you smoke?

No.

Do you do drugs?

No.

Do you whore yourself out and have premarital sex?

No.

Have you stolen anything?

No.No.No.No.No.

Time after time, waiting, waiting, waiting for something-anything-and you’re just so clean. So pure. Nothing.

you have the same routine. Work five days a week. Always take whatever the job throws at you with a smile. Do your best and take accountability for any mistake made. You come home and take care of that dog, and then you do your hygiene routine and cuddle up to that mutt and read before going to bed at exactly 10 o clock

On weekends, when not working, you volunteer at local shelters and you donate exactly 10% of your paychecks to various non profit organizations.

JUST.SO.PERFECT.

You’re too clean.

You have to have a secret.

There has to be a way.

I’ve seen so many scenarios for you to show me your dark side, and every time you succeed in making me look like an idiot for trying this long.

An abandoned wallet with $1000 dollars of cash-returned without a cent missing.

A blind guy struggling to cross a busy intersection-you lead him where he needs to go and refuse any reward.

A kid loses his mom in a park and won’t stop crying-you help him find his mom while entertaining and comforting the kid.

An old lady struggling to bring groceries to her car-you step in with no hesitation.

Even my orchestrated plan-THAT FUCKIN DOG left to die on the street after I made sure to rouch it up enough to be a complete lost cause that numerous people turned a blind eye too-you ran to it. Nursed it back to health, and now take care of that thing like it’s worth something. Like it’s a king.

Why won’t you do something bad?

I want to get close enough to see your evil.

To see your bad

To see…you.

Why did you take him in he wasn’t worth the time or effort?

He was a lost cause he was already gone. Why did it have to be him and not-.

“Awww boscoe you’re so handsome. You’re my handsome boy.”

HANDSOME hes covered in scars and he bit you before-on the 29th of December, 2 years ago-when you brought him back from the vet. He hurt you.

“You’re such a good boy. You’ll always be mommy’s good boy.”

No, no, no.

He’s not a good boy.

He’s bad.

He’s terrible.

Danny couldn’t take it anymore. From where he was crouched in the bushes peeking through your window, he turned and put his back against the wall and slid down before unbuckling his pants. His dick sprung out, pressing flush to his stomach.

He had to be quiet, but he couldn’t take the sweet praises for that rat anymore. He wanted your praise.

“My sweet baby, you love when mama gives you kisses.”

The sound of you kissing made Danny put his gloved fingers to his lips and softly hold them there while he slowly started to spread his precum down his shaft. He had to be quiet, but he still talked to you in his head.

‘I love mamas kisses. Want more. Please’

“Mommy’s handsome boy. So handsome. The sweetest, most handsome man in the world and your all mommy’s”

Danny had to lift his mask slightly to get more air and be able to tuck his tight compression tee in his mouth exposing his upper body to the elements while muffling his moans. His pretty puffy pink nipples harden in cool night air. He immediately starts to caress and pinch them adding to the pleasurable sensation of slowly stroking his engorged cock still leaking copious amounts of precum.

‘I’m your handsome boy. I’m mamas handsome boy. I can be mamas sweet boy’

“awww my sweet baby boy’s so silly. You know mama cares about you so much. You could never do anything wrong. You’re a good boy”

‘No mama, I’m a bad boy. A really bad boy, but I’ll be good for you. I’ll be good so just kiss me mama’

Danny could feel her words softly caressing him. He wanted to be a good boy for her. He was just too fuckin filthy. She was too clean. Danny wanted her to be dirty so he could just fuckin touch her but she’s to clean he can’t make her dirty. He stroked an even rhythm up and down his cock. Pinching and twisting his nipples but it just wasn’t enough she needed to keep talking. He shuffled his pants low enough so he could spread his legs then abandoned his abused nipples to start two handing his dick. Sliding one hand up and down the shaft while his other caressed and swirled around the head collecting enough precum for what was next.

“Mommy loves taking care of you baby. You’re mommy’s precious baby”

‘Take care of me mama please’

Once he had enough precum gather from his drooling cock. His hand drifts down to slightly caress his full sack briefly, before slowly moving towards his true goal.

His hairless pink hole.

He softly, sweetly, slowly warms his tight hole up with his precum covered fingers feeling it softly.

‘That’s how mama would do it’

Taking time to smooth out every wrinkle. Letting himself feel every touch so soft, so gentle, maybe she would make him feel extra good and drag her pretty tongue from his slutty hole across his balls all the way to the tip of his fat cock. Danny’s eyes started to roll to the back of his head. He hasn’t even put his fingers in and he already felt like he was about to cum. He had abandoned his dick entirely just focusing on his nipples and hungry ass begging for him to hurry up and slide at least a finger inside.

‘I gotta wait. Mama wouldn’t make me hurt. She’s soft. She’d be nice to me, but I want her to make it hurt’

Danny knew it didn’t matter what he wanted in this scenario, in his brain. She wouldn’t have hurt him no matter what. Still caressing his hole about to slide in his finger. He heard movement from inside and paused sitting there deathly still.

“alright boscoe it’s almost 10 o clock. You gotta put your Jammie’s on and get ready to go to bed with mommy”

‘no no no no please stay up a little longer. I wanna hear your voice.’

However, he was disappointed when he saw the light go out and heard you make your way out of the living area. Boscoe’s manicured nails clacking on the hardwood getting fainter and fainter. Danny looked down feeling disappointed and then disgust as he took in his debotched state. His puffy nipples still hard and perky. His cock still weeping and pulsing against his stomach. His hole winking against the cold air, still hungry.

��Fuck it. I’ve gotta finish or I’m gonna go crazy then I can hopefully sneak a peak of her in her bed before I leave. She left the window open and that worthless rat could sleep through a hurricane some guard dog… I would be so much better’

And with that thought he continued to imagine you. He imagined you were pressed up against him from behind. Softly caressing his body whispering how good he was it made him flush again. His arousal reawakened ten fold. He needs to cum bad. He finally sunk a finger into his ass quickly finding his sweet spot.

‘finally finally I need it’

He made quick work of sliding in another right beside the first. Immediately hooking his fingers in and starting to pound himself. He wanted to finish off quick. He allowed himself to be a little bit louder. The soft slapping of his cock against his stomach sending soft jolts of pleasure through him. While it would have been easier to just jerk off his dick.

‘mommy doesn’t deserve my dirty gross cock’

He started to push his hips against his fingers.

‘Mommy gets my hole. I’ll make sure it’s always clean for her. I could keep it stretched out ready for her all the time. I could lay on her bed with my ass up presenting my butt for inspections. If I don’t do a good job of cleaning it she can put me in a cage and starve me until I learn my lesson’

He felt himself get closer and closer to the end. He was thinking of this scenario, thinking of himself replacing boscoe as her dog. He would guard her so much better. He wouldn’t be bad like boscoe

‘I’d make sure to do everything for her. She wouldn’t have to clean up after me. I’d clean for her, cook for her. I’d always keep myself clean for her. I’d kill anyone for her, all for my mommy.’

He was right on the edge thinking of being her pet. He just needed a little push something to make it so sweet

“Goooooood booooooy”

His hands stopped immediately, but not before reaching his orgasm. His body bowed, head thrown back. His mask had fallen off, uselessly crumpled behind his head. Those beautiful sharp eyes looking directly at him while leaning out the window with a sly smile was…you. Your eyes drifting lower to take in his dick jerking spitting out stream after stream of cum onto his chest and the hand that was still pinching his nipple. Your eyes drifting lower to see his fingers clearly knuckle deep into his hungry hole and for the first time in his life Danny felt like prey. He was scared. He couldn’t stop looking at you. Tears gathered in his eyes at the thought of all of this being over and then his next thought

‘How long did she know?’

As your eyes drifted back up his body to reestablish eye contact the smug smirk never left.

“Awww did my baby boy make a mess? Does mommy need to help you clean it up?”

Danny’s brain was fried. He was still coming down from his orgasm, and the shock of you seeing him in such a state. He knew he must of looked like the dumbest slut ever when he smiled back and responded

“Yes mama.”

#dead by daylight #ghostface #imagines #fanfic #smut

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