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Do u do sister!reader and then brother!slasher? Or parent!slasher and daughter/child!reader? If yes then May I request this? 🧍‍♀️

Alr so the reader’s a teen (15-16) and is helping her family w/ the killing. While the slashers are chasing someone the victim somehow manages to steal the weapon from them and manages to stab/shoot the reader with it, somehow reader survives (it’s a god damn miracle) but is in crucial condition and needs stitches but they can’t go under anaesthesia bc then they’ll die. Can we get the slasher reaction to their weapon being used to hurt reader and also them helping reader when it comes to the stitches? 🧍‍♀️

(I’m very awkward sorry)

Also can it be Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, The Sinclair brothers, Micheal Myers (if u write him) and Jason Voorhees?

Here you go, hope you like it!

The slashers helping their little sibling stitch themself up after they got wounded with the slasher's weapon

Jason Voorhees

He has been a bit hesitant to let you get in on the whole killing campers thing, and this is exactly why. When he finds you on the ground, stabbed with his own machete, he is terrified for you. You are the only family he has left, he can't let you die… His mother would be so disappointed in him for letting his little sibling get hurt. Luckily, Jason has at least a bit of first aid knowledge; he gained most of it through trial and error on himself, but it is knowledge nonetheless. And every time people try to reopen the camp, they luckily also restock all of the first aid kits. So he finds the nearest kit, sits you down in the little cabin you two share, and gets to stitching. Luckily, the blade missed any major organs, but you are still bleeding quite a bit and getting weaker by the minute. Jason gives you an apologetic look as you let out a pained yelp every time the needle pierces your skin. He really doesn't like hurting you, but it's necessary. Just bear with him, it'll be done soon. Once the wound is sutured and desinfected, Jason tucks you into bed and goes off to find some food for you. After that blood loss, you need to eat properly. Jason feels responsible for you getting hurt, so he will do everything to make up for it by being the best big brother/nurse he can be.

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba panics when he sees his meat cleaver buried in your shoulder. He has tried to tell Drayton that you are too young to get in on the family business, be he wouldn't listen, and now look what happened. Bubba knows how to sew masks, but normal sewing and surgical stitches are two different beasts alltogether. Plus, you are bleeding so much… Luckily, in this case, Chop Top comes to the rescue. While he wasn't a field medic himself, he did learn a thing or two about stitching people back together during his time in the army. Not as much as a proper surgeon would, mind, but he can do at least enough stitches to keep you alive until they can convince Drayton to drive you to an actual hospital. Bubba tries to keep you as calm as he can while Chop works, but it's very clear that you're in a ton of pain. Once it's done, they help carry you into Drayton's truck. And while you're en route to the hospital, you get quite an earful from your eldest brother about wasting the family's money and being reckless. And Bubba is gonna get a similar lecture later on for letting his tools lay around where anyone can grab them.

Thomas Hewitt

Terror. Thomas sees his own weapon turned against you and only feels fear. He has been too sure of himself, and now you're hurt. Even worse, hurt by his own damn weapon! Though he feels like the guilt will eat him alive, he knows that there is no time for self pity right now. He dispatches the victim that hurt you as quickly as he can and then carries you inside the house. He does not hesitate before trying to patch you up, though he knows next to nothing about first aid and certainly not about stitching wounds either. You groan and cry in pain, and every sound escaping you makes him wince. Hoyt has to hold you down while Thomas works, and half tries to soothe you and half lectures you on getting yourself hurt. By the time Thomas has managed to stop the bleeding, you are passed out from the pain. Once it's 100% sure that you're not bleeding anymore, Thomas carries you into your room and tucks you into bed so you can recover.

The Sinclair brothers

Vincent, Bo and Lester have told you time and time again to hide in your room whenever there are strangers in town. But you want to help, to be part of what your older brothers are doing. You're not a baby anymore, dammit! So when there are once again future wax figures in town, you sneak out of your room… and promptly get hurt. One of them has stolen Vincent's carving knifes and had blindly slashes at you when you tried to grab them, leaving you with a nasty gash across your stomach. Vincent and Bo have been in direct pursuit of that person, who now finds themself with a nasty case of "bullet through the skull". When Bo sees the state you're in, he mutters every expletive he can think of under his breath. Vincent runs to your house to get his supplies for suturing, and Bo kneels down next to you, rips the dead victim's shirt of their corpe and presses it onto the bleeding wound. He tries to keep you calm and comfortable, though with every passing second, he gets more frazzled. Finally, Vincent comes back with everything he needs; a surgical needle, thread, desinfectant and, in case you thrash around too much, a syringe of a less potent dose of the paralytic agent he usually uses to keep still-alive victims compliant. He immediately gets to work, and while he sews you back up, his head is spinning. If only he hadn't let his guard down, this wouldn't have happened… Once the bleeding stopped, he breathes an audible sigh of relief and helps Bo carry you home.

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Can we have where the Slasher's S/O's friend was about to kill the slasher to save the S/O, but turns out that she didn't want him/her to kill him? When the friend asked "why the hell not" or "Why are you defending him" etc. She would say: "Because I love him!" Which was the first time the slashers ever heard her say something like that. (Not sure what would happen to the friend, so it doesn't matter what you decide)

Include: Jason Voorhees, Freddy Krueger, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, and if possible the Sinclairs; if that's too much, don't worry about the Sinclairs, the others are just fine.

Thank you

There you go! Hope you like it.

The reader stopping their friend from killing the slashers

Jason Voorhees

Normally, being caught alone by Jason would be a death sentence. But from the first moment you two had laid eyes on each other, there had been a spark. Perhaps it was the way you showed no fear to him, you didn't insult or belittle him, the way so many others did. You saw him, recognized him and showed… empathy. Something Jason hasn't experienced since the death of his mother. And you, seeing his hard gaze soften at being showed basic kindness, find yourself making excuses to be alone, just hoping that Jason would seek you out again. Your friend is already starting to get concerned about you isolating yourself, and worse, leaving them alone and vulnerable while the rest of the group is getting picked off one by one. Then there's only the two of you left, and your friend managed to corner Jason, ready to strike with an axe… "STOP!" You quickly maneuver yourself between them and Jason. "Please… stop. No more." "Get out of the way", your friend says, voice strained with rage. You shake your head, tears burning your eyes. "No. Don't hurt him. I-…" You look over your shoulder, meeting Jason's gaze. "I… love him." Jason's eyes widen in the shadows of his mask. "Don't be an idiot!", your friend shouts. "Do you think he will spare you just because you've got a stupid crush on him?!" Your heart is hammering in your chest as you slowly lift your hands in a pacifying gesture. "Please. We can end this here. Put down the axe." Let's out a furious snarl, but tosses the axe aside nonetheless and stomps off. You lower your hands again and take a deep breath to calm yourself, when a huge, rough hand curls itself around one of your hands. You manage a shakey smile, letting your fingers intertwine with his.

Freddy Krueger

If this is what Freddy is usually like, you don't feel like you need to be all that scared of him. In fact, the dreams he sends you into are fun more than anything; but maybe that is just the adrenaline junkie in you speaking. Though at first your lack of fear was met with exasperation by Freddy, now he seems to find it quite endearing, and enjoys coming up with new things to try and scare you. Of course, if you ever break and actually do get scared, things won't look too good for you. But for now, your dreams consist of macabre banter in spooky locations that are oh so fun to explore. You come up with a scoring system of how well Freddy's ideas would work on someone who was less fearless than you. Over the many nights, the banter goes from dark jokes to light flirting to downright dirty talk, and you are enjoying the hell out of it. But then he involves a friend of yours; someone who is much more easily frightened. Freddy is testing you, you know that. Forcing you to make a choice. But when your friend turns out way more resilient than either of you expected, and actually finds a way to harm him… for the first time since Freddy entered your dreams, you feel fear. You are absolutely terrified. They stand over Freddy, who is snarling at them like a trapped animal. You don't know where you got the knife. It just suddenly appeared in your hand. So you approach your friend and hold the blade against their neck. "Step away from my boyfriend", you say in a low, hoarse voice. "Or else." "Boyfriend?", echo both Freddy and your friend. Your gaze flits back and forth between them. No way you would backpedal now. "You heard me." They turn to you, horror mixed with anger warping their face into an almost mask-like grimace. And just as they want to go off on you.. their head pops like an overfilled balloon, covering you in blood, grey matter, bone shards and cerebrospinal fluid. You wipe the mess off your face, thoroughly grossed out. "Whelp. I guess I just blew their mind." Freddy and you look at each other and burst out laughing.

Bubba Sawyer

You have a good understanding of other people's emotions, so you also quickly understand the family dynamics of the Sawyer family; Bubba's position in the family most of all. The one who does most of the dirty work and gets the least amount of credit for it. The youngest brother, the bottom of the Sawyer hierarchy. You feel bad for him; there seems to be a genuinely sweet guy underneath all of the… the murder and cannibalism. And just a few hours ago, he seemed to be genuinely sorry to have to kill you. It reminds you so much of your own family dynamic. So when your friend actually managed to disarm him and turn his own chainsaw against him, you feel the need to step in. "Hold on." "What do you mean, 'hold on'? These guys wanted to eat us!" "And I think he doesn't like that any more than we do." Bubba nervously licks his lips, not sure what to make of your words. But when you reach out your hand, he takes it with only slight hesitation. "He's not a bad person", you say, not once letting your eyes stray from Bubba's. Your friend's hands tighten around the chainsaw. "You talk about this… thing like you have feelings for him." You consider it for a moment before answering:"Well… maybe I do." These four words hang heavily in the air for a moment. "You're crazy", your friend says breathlessly. "Maybe", you reply, and wrench the chainsaw out of their hands, handing it back to Bubba, who still hasn't fully processed your confession. "But who isn't these days."

Thomas Hewitt

You have known Thomas since childhood, though at some point, your family moved away, as so many people did. But even back when you were a child, you always had a crush on him. So after many many years, you decide to take a few friends on a trip to the place you called home during your youth. You get separated from your friends, and run into the Hewitts on your own. At first, they do not recognize you. But then you call every single one of them by name, and they remember that kid that used to hang around Thomas all the time. And Thomas himself? He is thrilled to see you again, beyond thrilled, even. His welcoming hug lingers just a little longer than it would be socially appropriate, and while you catch up with Luda Mae, you hear Hoyt and Monty tease him about you. And then everything goes downhill when your sole surviving friend shows up, armed to the teeth, to "rescue" you. Even though the Hewitts have crossed all lines of morality during your long absence, you feel a deep protective instinct flare up in you. And when you look at Thomas, it becomes so all-consuming that you know you would rather die than let him get hurt. So you confront your friend on your own, though you can feel Thomas' gaze linger on you. "They are my friends", you explain calmly. "Please don't hurt them." "Please don't hurt them", your friend imitates you mockingly. "Funny how you didn't seem to mind them hurting the others." "I'm not going to ask you again", you say, hoping to still resolve this whole matter peacefully. "Why? Why protect them? They are killing people! That freak with the mask-" You get goosebumps at having to say it out loud. "His name is Thomas, and I love him. I will not let you speak of him this way." A huge shadow falls over you, and you don't even have to turn around to know it's him. Then there's another set of footsteps, and the sound of a shotgun being cocked. "Get your little friend inside, Tommy. I'll handle this." There is a way too excited glint in Hoyt's eyes as he says this. Thomas places his hand at the small of your back and guides you towards the entrance door. You hear the shotgun go off, and despite the painful knot your stomach is in, you look at Thomas and find yourself smiling.

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hi! i'm a fan of your work and wanted to request the slashers with a winx fairy s/o. just something about murders with a sparkly fairy lover is funny to me. you need sparkles to cover up the blood ig

Oh this is a fun one, especially because I also love Winx Club <3

Slashers with a Winx Fairy s/o

Jason Voorhees

While he is mildly put off by how… revealing these fairy outfits tend to be, he is also strangely fascinated by all the things you can do. You wouldn't happen to be able to revive his mom for him? No? Oh well, it was worth asking. But overall, your magic makes surviving out in the wild with him so much easier.

Vincent Sinclair

He wouldn't believe it if he hadn't already seen you use your magic. And he quite appreciates your transformations. From a purely aesthetic and artistic standpoint, that is (cough cough).

Freddy Krueger

Freddy would actually be the most curious about your magic. How would it measure up against his dream powers? What can you do in this realm where he has all the power, and can you undo the changes he makes to dreams? More importantly, how can this magic be used for killing? He would actually find murder with a side of fairy dust quite entertaining and encourage you to add some extra sparkle to his kills.

Bubba Sawyer

He instantly adores everything about your fairy forms and magic powers. Can you add some sparkle to his clothes, his mask, his home? Drayton may have a thing or two to say about that last part, but Bubba is absolutely thrilled. And not only that, your magic is also so helpful when it comes to chores! No more spending hours mopping the blood-soaked floors or trying to scrub dark red stains out of furniture. It leaves both of you with much more time for each other!

Brahms Heelshire

Being a fairy while living with Brahms is an incredible advantage. Brahms is having one of his outbursts? You have developed a shield spell to put around him that you affectionately call "The Tantrum Bubble", where he can get all his rage off his chest without causing any damage.

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I'm currently obsessed with your writing and would love to request the slashers with an artist s/o. Like they just leave cute or encouraging drawings and messages for them and is just always drawing them.

Hello! I already wrote something like this some time ago. If you would like something more specific, feel free to send another ask!

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Can I request yandere Nubbins and yandere Chop Top x fem reader?

How would they be and react if she is not very interested in them because she like someone else and she do nothing but talk about the person she likes?

( Fem reader or neutral, sorry, I don't know much english, there are some abbreviations that I don't know...)

Yandere Nubbins and Yandere Chop Top with an uninterested reader

Nubbins Sawyer

Nubbins is probably the more subtle of the twins, as far as any of the Sawyers can be called "subtle". He somehow manages to hide the way his facial expression darkens every time you mention your crush, or maybe you are just so caught up in your feelings that you don't notice it happening right in front of your eyes. Then your crush mysteriously disappears, and Nubbins is there to cheer you up, in his own twisted way. He gifts you a small bone bracelet, swearing up and down that it's made from cattle bone. You don't know enough about bones, both human and animal, to be completely sure if this is true. He invites you to have dinner with his family, just to take your mind off things. Though after dinner, you may find your way out barred, and Nubbins gleefully telling you that you just ate parts of your crush. Now there's no getting out for you anymore; you're a cannibal just like them. No way you can just go and rejoin normal society now; you'll have to stay with the Sawyers. And Nubbins promises that he'll take real good care of you.

Chop Top Sawyer

Chop Top is a lot more overt with his obsession right from the start, and not above slaughtering your crush right in front of you, giving running commentary on how you deserve better than someone who gets themselves killed and eaten like cattle. When this leaves you in such shock that you're borderline catatonic, he fully takes your lack of resistance as agreement and promptly carries you off to his family's home, puppeteering you like he does with Nubbins' corpse. He is absolutely delighted that now there's nothing in his way anymore. You're his now! His forever!

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Idk if your requests are open but if they are could I request Vincent, Brahms, Tommy and bubba (any others you wanna include of course!!) Reacting to a victim (future S/O) complementing the slashers masks? I feel like Vinny,Tommy and bubba woud be happy because they made their masks?? I just love my masked slashes 🥺 especially Vinny and tommy

Thank you!! Your writings so lovely 😊

Awww, thank you! Sorry it took so long to get to your request.

Masked slashers when they get a compliment for their masks

Brahms Heelshire

He does not quite know what to make of that compliment. You like the mask. Does that mean you WOULDN'T like his real face? He knows he isn't the fresh faced little boy he used to be anymore, especially with the burn scars. That's why he wears the mask, after all. But the thought that you preferred the mask over his face stings a little (even if it is a misunderstanding). He retreats for a while, so you're not on the receiving end of the emotional outburst that follows.

Vincent Sinclair

Like Brahms, Vincent also has mixed feelings when he gets a compliment on his mask. On one hand, he put a lot of work into it, yes. But then there is the fact that this mask is just Bo's face, the face that Vincent would have had if he and his twin hadn't been conjoined. So you complimenting his mask feels like you are just complimenting his brother's face. Unlike Brahms, however, Vincent has the maturity to know that this is an overreation on his part, and doesn't hold it against you.

Thomas Hewitt

It depends very much on your wording. His masks were always a thing of shame for him, something to hide behind so he could exist in society with only minimal harassment. So you may need to clarify that you are actually admiring the amount of skill and patience it must take to make a mask like his. And once you do, he actually puffs up with pride a little.

Bubba Sawyer

You just made his day. Making masks is one of Bubba's favourite passtimes, and it feels so nice to get acknowledgement of the hard work he puts into them. Do you also want a mask like his? He'll show you how to make one! He and his brothers just got their hands on a fresh load of… "raw material" you can work with.

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Hii! Can you maybe do Freddy x autistic reader whose obsessed with musicals to the point where they can hit really long and high notes (eg: phantom of the opera, no way from SIX, candy store from heathers, the ballad of hand doe from rtc.)

Thanks sm!!

Freddy with an autistic S/O who is obsessed with musicals

The first time he catches you singing to yourself in your dream, hitting that high note from Phantom of the Opera, he is impressed. And his ears are ringing. That's quite the impressive voice you've got, he has to admit that. He will make dirty jokes About "making you hit those high notes", and maybe incorporate that into a murder or two. It wouldn't be the first time he uses sound to kill. As for the musicals… he doesn't really know anything about musicals. The man isn't exactly particularly cultured, and cares little for anything that isn't you or killing people. He will listen to you infodump, though.

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Happy Jason Day everyone!

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Would you ever write for hannible(show and movie) or ghostface?

I might write for Hannibal if I ever get the chance to watch The Silence of the Lambs. As for Ghostface, I do write for the Ghostface from the first Scream movie (Billy Loomis and Stu Macher)

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Can you write Slashers X S/O who is a distant person. Like s/o likes to be alone in their room with only music playing on the back ground Doing nothing.

I really like your work and I would be very happy if you decide to write this but no pressure <3

Slashers with a distant s/o

Jason Voorhees

While he is worried about you being so distant at first, he does understand it when you explain it to him. He, too, occasionally needs space to do his own thing, especially early in the relationship, when he is still a bit overwhelmed with someone actually giving him positive attention.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent himself can be fairly distant at times, especially when he is working and needs to concentrate. So don't worry, he won't bother you when you need your space. He gets it, really.

Freddy Krueger

Getting a bit of distance from Freddy is fairly easy, since you two only see each other when you sleep, so I doubt you being a fairly distant person is even gonna register with him. Unless he feels like pestering you a bit, which he occasionally does, just for the fun of it.

Brahms Heelshire

No. Sadly, Brahms is probably the worst s/o to have for a distant person. He is the King of Clingyness, after all, and once he reveals himself to you and you drop the whole doll business, he will be stuck to your side 24/7 and throw a tantrum if you try to get some alone time.

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba doesn't mind, especially, while he is working. The issue would be more getting his brothers off your back; unlike Bubba, who would do anything to make you happy, they choose not to understand the concepts of boundaries and personal space. You might have to ask Bubba to give them a stern talking to on your behalf.

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Do you have any rules or masterlist?

Rules are in the pinned comment, but I do not have a masterlist. I might make one in the future, though.

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Is 18+ your age or rating ?

Both. I'm an adult writing for other adults.

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how are you? If you're still active

Hi!

I'm okay, just got a lot going on irl right now. But this blog isn't dead until I am, and I'll definitely get to answering some asks soon-ish.

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i dont hate you guys i swear i just have really shitty memory

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Hii could u write Thomas Hewitt being scared for reader after Hoyt thinks she wants to escape but all she wants to do is go to town to get stuff for Luda Mae’s birthday 💕💕

Sure thing <3

Thomas fearing that his S/O might be planning to leave

He thought he got over that fear. After all, you have been living with the Hewitts for quite a while now, never leaving the house much. And you haven’t complained about it thus far, so that means you’re happy, right?

Then one day, he hears shouting from upstairs, and interrupts his work to see what is going on. You and Hoyt are fighting… again. Both of you are red-faced, glaring daggers at each other.

“If you think I’ll just let you go rat us out-”

“I already *told* you, I just wanna run some errands!”

“Like I’ll believe that!”

You throw your hands up and storm off.

Now Hoyt’s attention turns to Thomas. “Get your bitchy little pet under control or I’ll put it down, got it?!” And with that, he also storms off, slamming the door behind him.

Thomas stands in the empty hallway for a moment, caught completely off-guard by what just happened. Were you… trying to leave? Are you not happy anymore? Sure, you do butt heads with Hoyt a lot, but apart from that, you get along with everyone in the family. What reason would you have to want to leave?

Early the following morning, so early that nobody else is up yet, Thomas wakes up from the mattress shifting as you get up. He pretends to sleep; maybe you just need to go to the bathroom, after all. But your familiar, loving warmth does not return, no matter how long he waits. The sun is finally rising, and you are still not back.

Maybe you decided to get a headstart on chores? Today is Luda Mae’s birthday, he recalls. Yes, that must be it. There is no way you just left him.

Everyone else is still sleeping, but Thomas can’t fall back asleep, so he gets up and dressed, hoping to find you downstairs.

He finds himself disappointed. You aren’t in the living room, not in the den, not in the kitchen and not in the downstairs bathroom, either. His heart sinks, and he finally sits down on the couch. You are really gone, just like that. Grief tightens his chest, mixed with anger and a tinge of fear. Not only had Hoyt been right about you, but now you are long gone, and that means that the family is in grave danger.

He doesn’t know what to do. And while he sits there and considers his options, he hears the front door quietly open and close.

There you are, strutting back into the house as if you hadn’t been gone at all, with a big shopping bag dangling from your arm. You see him, and your face lights up. “Tommy! You’re already up! That’s great, I could use some help.”

Poor Thomas is hopelessly confused. Wait, so you *didn’t* run away?

You open the bag to show him its contents. There are balloons, streamers, a birthday banner, and a cake.

“For Luda Mae”, you explain. “I wanted to get it yesterday, but Hoyt was being too paranoid to let me, so I had to sneak out. Sorry I didn’t tell you; I thought I would be back by the time you woke up, but I did not consider how far the nearest 24 hour store is from here… So… help me put up the decorations?”

He feels silly for ever doubting you. You love him, and his family. You would never just abandon them.

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If it is okie, can I request for either Bubba Sawyer or Thomas Hewitt with a chubby insecure afab reader? Either sweet fluff or maybe some soft smut? Whatever be more comfy. (A pudgy gal myself, and these two bring so much comfort) thank you 😳

Thomas Hewitt and Bubba Sawyer with an insecure, chubby s/o

Bubba Sawyer

Bubba notices that you tend to wear clothes that are not exactly fitting for Texas’ hot climate, and gets extremely concerned about you possibly overheating. So one day, when you come inside from doing some gardening, he shoves a short sleeved sundress from his own collection into your hands and ushers you into your shared room to change. When you don’t emerge for too long, he checks on you and finds you idling in front of the mirror, holding the dress in front of yourself and frowning.

“I… I don’t think I’d look good in this, Bubba”, you tell him after a moment of silence.

He pushes his hands into his hips, a silent image of insistence. Knowing Bubba, he won’t leave it alone until you at least tried it on, so you relent.

Once you have changed out of your sweaty and way too warm work clothes and into the sundress, Bubba cups his face and smiles so widely that it warps his leather mask. Then he walks up to you, takes your hand and makes you twirl until the skirt flies.

“Bubba, wait, I’m getting dizzy”, you say, but your laughter takes any kind of force from the complaint. In the end, you topple against him in a fit of giggles, and Bubba holds you up.

You sigh, once you’ve calmed down. “Okay, fine. I gotta admit it. I look pretty damn cute in this.”

He nods eagerly, glad that you finally got it.

Thomas Hewitt

Living in the same household as Hoyt probably isn’t helping with your insecurity. But luckily, you have a very loving and very protective husband and mother in law by your side.

“Maybe we should eat you next”, Hoyt tells you with waggling eyebrows. “You’d be enough to-” A large, meaty hand comes down against the back of his head, not hard enough to do actual damage, but definitely enough to hurt.

“What the fuck, Tommy?!”, he yells, to which Thomas responds with a glare.

Luda Mae comes stomping out of the neighboring room. “What did I tell you about cursing in this house?!”

“But Ma-”, Hoyt interjects like a petulant child.

“No ‘But’! And I told you a million times to keep those jokes to yourself! I don’t want that kind of bickering here!” And with that, she stomps off again.

Hoyt glares at both Thomas and you, grumbles something you don’t quite catch and returns to reading the newspaper.

The same large hand that just whacked him over the head now warms your back, and Thomas gently guides you out of the den and down to the cellar, where he spends the majority of the day, and occasionally grants you an escape from Hoyt’s… everything.

He rubs small circles on the small of your back to soothe you.

“I’m fine, Tommy”, you reassure him. He still turns you around so you’re facing him, and cups your hips with his hands, lightly squeezing the soft, warm flesh. A smile lights up his usually so serious face.