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Hi! May I request The Grabber being obsessed with reader? Madly in love with her and refuses to hurt her until she openly tells him to during sex?

Little Obsession

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I'm sorry if this was a drug hit on the road by a truck, but I didn't mean to make you wait and I'm so high on medicine, I can't stand to stand up, hmm. but I hope you like it, even if I didn't understand well, sorry the english (anything,ask me again, okay? a hug for u. this is my first request :)

AND I AM HORRIBLE AT WRITING SMUT (I found out this week

Tw: Stockholm syndrome, smut, use the felt, beating, light blood, obsession, swearing, spelling probably wrong and there must be more, i don't remember sorry babbies

He wanted to control that situation, y/n couldn't run away from him, one day she would run away. After all, she had been his for a long time, he just had no idea.

Even Grabber himself found this obsessive feeling about that young girl strange, his other victims were just disobedient children, who snapped him out of his shitty temper.

No, he punished them the way he thinks they deserved, did that bring back his power as a father and control, such a mediocre guy, trying to sate his lust for power for a belt?

With her, Grabber wouldn't do any of that, she was different, he didn't hurt her, sometimes he wondered if this was love or passion, but he didn't even remember what it was to love. Absolutely not!

On the side Y/n dreamed of being Medusa, great goddess who caught the curious who were watching her but those damn bright eyes of the Grabber were her Perseus, "the disgraced hero".

It was late and she was reading one of her favorite books, which the Grabber had given away with such devotion, judging by the strong intensity of the light coming out of the small window at the top, it was a night with a full moon.

The heavy basement door creaks.

It was the Grabber again, but he came in earlier with that usual "healthy" dinner, what is he doing here now?

She adjusts herself on the bed, crossing her legs and putting the book to the side.

The man is subtle in his steps, but his size doesn't cooperate with being cautious when walking and that old ladder didn't help. He stopped at a good distance from her, the mask covering only his upper part, revealing his thin pink mouth and pointed chin.

Shit, he looks so good, that was definitely his favorite mask.

The Grabber approaches, moonlight in his eyes, damn it, petrify him soon, Y/n. The man tilts his head slightly, his eyes narrowing.

"Usually you're sleeping at this time, Y/n" - He says in a sweet voice.

A growl comes from the back of her throat, did she want to laugh?

"If that calms you down, I was just reading the book you gave me" - She adjusts once more pulling the blanket over her shoulders, that place was cold at times.

He listens to your words tenderly.

He really likes it.

I know your fucking favorite book - He thought, letting out a remarkable smile.

"And what are you thinking, my girl?" - The older man asks crouching next to the wall.

"Don't be cynical, you know it's my book" - She actually gives a subtle smile.

He knows all about her, but he loves to hear her talk about her likes, dislikes, victories and failures, she adores her, adores her.

"Well, but I'd appreciate it if you don't read him in the dark, it damages your eyesight, you know? - The Grabber is an idiot most of the time, but hearing this warms Y/n's heart.

"Thanks, but I visit the eye doctor whenever I can, Grabber" - The tip of the iceberg of sarcasm bordering your mind. - "So, what did you come here to do at this hour?" - She had no idea of the time, but she knew it was late.

He sighs with a laugh.

"Silly girl, I come here to check on you while you sleep" - He reveals.

A ruby rises up the attractions, the idea of it being aroused at the same time, but at the same time aroused?

One more thing he loved and clung to an idea, watch him sleep, his face calm, his breathing light, some contractions in his body, some nightmare. He wonders if she had nightmares about him, his pants tight under her thighs, at the thought that he could touch her, at least dreams of hers.

No, I already said, he would never do anything she didn't want to do, but he hoped she would reach the limit of that rule, S/n never did anything, she wasn't dumb, she wasn't a child.

The mind of a man obsessed with his prey was only satiated when his curiosity was also satiated, he needed to ask her.

Rising from his seat, the taller man approached the girl, sitting on the edge of the bed.

Her heart felt like a pincher running through three blocks of Dever.

The Grabber noticed her breath hitching in his throat, this motivated him to continue stalking his prey, he was a born hunter after all.

"Why is it that every time I'm around you back off?" - He asks genuinely offended

ISN'T IT A BIT OBVIOUS?

"Well, it's not like you randomly kidnapped me" - She gestures with one of her arms resting on her thighs, which were now under her chin - "I find an argument here, yes, big guy?"

With a deep sigh he takes the heavy shoes off his feet and adjusts them closer to her, staying in the same position.

Now looking her in the eyes.

She couldn't let him down.

Look back at him, she loves those eyes.

"Is that better for you?" - His lip-smile was his death, so genuine.

She, even though she was afraid of the man, couldn't deny that behind that marker, not only the one protecting her face, there was a needy guy.

"This way is not worse" - Y/n whisper

The closeness between the two could be measured with the fingers of an 8-year-old's hands.

"Can I ask you a question?" - He needs her, answer from this helpless prey

Y/n nodded.

"Did you have someone, I mean, before all this?" - Grabber seemed wary of the question, her mind boiling at the thought of someone touching her little girl.

She hesitates to answer.

"Yes, he died in '76, he was my first boyfriend" - She sighs in unhappiness.

The man exudes happiness with his eyes under the mask.

"I loved him so much, even though he betrayed me more than anything, I was silly for forgiving him, we were just two in love"- Y/n looks at a fixed point- "At least I think"

Grabber's mind was exploding, not his girl, that idiot

What does it matter now, she was his.

Looking into the girl's eyes, he inevitably holds her left hand, smoothing it in circles, there was no disgust or fear on her part.

His gaze moves down to her lips.

They were bleeding.

But why didn't she ever tell him about it, he needed to know everything, shit?

"Your lips, honey, what happened?" - The man got serious.

"Oh, nothing really, just some OCD'S, nothing to worry about" - She smiles embarrassed.

With their eyes focused on each other, he takes the initiative to touch them, the girl didn't seem scared or anything.

Closing her eyes, she could feel the soft touch of his rough hands circling her wounds.

It was something she hadn't felt since the death of her boyfriend, someone who never really loved her?

"You can't keep doing this, your teeth will wear out"- He sounded like a father sometimes.

She opens her eyes, the closeness causing goose bumps under her body. They were both vibrating.

Grabber's eyes water, he had been waiting so long to touch her, if only for a bookcase.

He was like a collector of works of art, there was glorification, obsession, curiosity....

He didn't love her, he wanted S/n to belong only to him.

Finally his lips touched hers, the metallic taste in both their mouths.

The man took the liberty of rubbing his tongue across her lips, savoring the intoxicating taste of his art, she didn't hesitate.

He looked so sensitive as he touched her, he didn't look like a man capable of cruelly killing little children.

His index finger went under her arms, tracing a line up her neck, touching the beautiful girl's lips, still reddened, he slid up her neck.

A shiver went up over her sensitive skin, something she hadn't felt in years.

"Do this"- now she finally said it.

Squeezing her neck, while nibbling on them, he couldn't help but feel his pants tighten under his cock.

That felt so good.

He had done it.

She, on the other hand, gave up on being Medusa, nothing else would change.

Y/n took the liberty of touching him, his jaw, neck...

A grunt came from the man's throat, what a feeling of the gods.

Separating himself from the lovesickness, he finally got down on his knees on the bed and removed his shirt, exposing his sturdy chest.

She was open mouthed, but inside.

WHAT A MAN.

"Please touch me" - what, he asked her to touch him? Those puppy dog eyes, it was impossible to deny, by both senses.

The girl got down on her knees and touched his abdomen, he didn't have much hair, he wasn't fat or thin, he was the size she loved. Remarkable scratches.

His heavy breathing made her chest fill with air.

She was in ecstasy, was that fucking hijacker really that hot?

He, in turn, didn't force her into anything, he just manipulated her to make this moment happen the way he wanted it to.

Touching her lips again, he pulled her into a wet kiss, laying her slowly under the old mattress...

Holding his neck, she bit the man's earlobe, and said, taking all the courage in the world:

"I know what you want, and it's what I want too" - She swore she would explode, he moteri kill her, she sanely thought.

The man had never been so excited and aroused, he knew she wanted him, and much more, to accept what he wanted.

Removing his belt with some difficulty, he ordered her to get on her knees at the edge of the bed.

Y/n did so.

It was not some poorly raised, shitty brat that caused him hatred, but the girl who made his mind boil.

First Whipping

She moans in pain and pleasure

"Is this how you wanted me to fuck you, brat?" - His voice was a firm whisper.

He knew how pleasurable it was to spank someone, not children, but her.

-Silence

He squatted down to the girl, holding her chin.

"Answer me when I ask, don't be rude"

"Y-yes, Grabber" - Her response was weak

"Y-yes, Grabber?" - He sighs sweating - "Call me sir"

-Another whiplash

"Yes, S-sir" - She has received only one whipping and she is already tired?

"Good girl, good manners!" - He can no longer stand having to wait to push on her.

-More and more lashes to her ass

He lifts her up ever so slightly.

How can anyone be so two-faced?

Running his hand under her tear-wet face, he states:

"You know you belong only to me, don't you, my little girl?" - Grabber was loving his handiwork.

"Yes, sir" - she replied.

Before taking off her clothes, the man asks her permission, starting with the shirt that he himself lent her.

Her breasts were beautiful in his eyes.

Lying down with him, he removed his own pants.

Fitting himself between her legs, it was long enough to examine her, to admire her.

Her mouth was stained with his own blood, he unexcitedly every remaining metallic residue.

She was a tough girl, but not in his arms.

Grabber quickly removed her panties, his two fingers slowly being slipped into her vagina.

She let out a grutual moan, they were so thick.

The man needed his girl ready for him.

"Open your eyes"- He demanded, taking off the upper mask that was bothering them both.

She stared into his eyes, the man's fingers touching her G-spot...

It was enough, her moan, caused him naturally to push her hand to his cock.

A relief covered her arousal, that she was almost cumming, her neck up showed her Adam's pommel and prominent veins.

"Damn God"- She babbled.

Lips pressed together again, in a needy, desperate kiss.

In this time she removed his panties, stroking his cock, which was throbbing with pain.

"Ohhh, baby, just like that" - He hardly spoke.

Adjusting to his size, Y/n pain made her eyes water, but it felt so good.

Grabber let out a groan grotesquely deep in his throat.

"Yo-you're so tight, so hot"-Hell he sounded like a high school boy.

The strokes started slow, for S/n's sake, but in time he sped up, looking into her eyes.

"Damn, girl, you're only mine, only mine" - His sighs were pure ecstasy.

"Please go deeper" - She begged.

Scratching his back deeply, her breath in the man's ear.

The encouragement made him go even harder.

She held their long hair, letting a trickle of effort from him.

The grunt came out of the girl's mouth, it was the end. She reached it.

Grabber continued to push for a few seconds, until he melted over her.

Resting his chest on hers he took a deep breath.

"Thank you for not letting me down, I love having you"

She continued in silence smoothing his silky hair.

Leaving her and turning to her side, now point her head under his bare chest.

"I want to have you by my side, Grabber" - Y/n said snuggling even closer to him, inhaling his scent.

Minutes later she slept with his affection.

"I wish everyone has a S/n, but not this one, because she is only mine" - He fits his chin under her head and gives a light kiss "Dream of me, my little girl"

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