Killer Hotties

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"Go on, go, go!" You and Misa quickly descend the stairs as Ghostface bangs their shoulder against the door, you were just relaxing and this mf called you. Turns out, they were in your closet and only managed to slice your side.

Misa's breath comes in ragged gasps as you both hurry down the stairs, her hand still clutched in yours. The wooden floorboards creak beneath your feet, echoing the urgency of the moment. The hallway stretches out before you, lined with framed photographs and family heirlooms, each one a reminder of the life you once knew before the nightmare began.

Halfway down, Ghostface busts through the door that was blocked by a dresser and rushes down to tackle you. You and Misa stumble, her grip tightening as you both fall to the ground. The impact sends a sharp pain through your side, and you can feel the warm trickle of blood seeping through your shirt.

"Agh..." Ghostface's figure looms over you, their mask glinting ominously in the dim light. He walks right past Misa and goes directly for you, his movements swift and deliberate. Your heart races as his gloved hand reaches out, and you can feel the cold metal of a knife pressed against your throat "You're just as pathetic as I remember, Jason."

"R-remember? How do you know my name?" Ghostface's laughter echoes in the hallway, a cold, menacing sound that sends chills down your spine. He leans closer, his breath hot against your skin, "Right, I forgot I still had the voice changer on..." They reach up and take off their mask, that's Jenna... your ex.

The realization hits you like a ton of bricks—your ex, the girl you thought you knew, though I guess she didn't take that breakup well at the time, you thought she would get over it. Misa gets up and... walks past her?

"Get up." Misa grabs you by the hair and hold your head up "You're probably wondering how she got in the house. Well, I don't really need to tell, don't you know there's always two of us?"

Misa's grip tightens as she yanks your head up, forcing you to look into her eyes, once warm and now cold and menacing. The knife at your throat presses slightly deeper, sending a shiver of fear through you. "Come on, Jason," Misa's voice is laced with malice, "we're going to make this a night to remember... or well, you won't if you don't cooperate."

Jenna hold a the blade to your crouch "See, I don't wanna kill ya. Truly, I still love you..." She tears the fabric of your pants "I'm just gonna make sure you never leave me again. You moved away because of me, didn't you? Lucky I had a friend who was good at tracking people down, even better at seducing you."

"Your pretty easy to arouse, Jason." Misa says, her voice dripping with a twisted sweetness. Pulling out her own bowie knife, she points to your cock that's currently being ripped out of your pants forcefully "Stay still or we chop it off."

"Jenna, stop," you plead, your voice trembling.

"Be quiet already, your not the one giving orders. Let me show you what you're missing..." She grabs your cock and strokes it with a cold, relentless touch. You can feel the sharp blade of Misa's knife against the skin of your thigh, a constant reminder of the danger you're in.

Misa's eyes, once so full of warmth, now blaze with a dangerous intensity. Her breath is hot against your skin as she leans in closer, whispering, "You're so lucky, Jason. You've bagged yourself two killer hotties."

"Jason, I know you're scared," Jenna murmurs, her voice a twisted mixture of tenderness and menace, "but you have no idea how much I've missed you. I'll show you." She arches her back and presses her lips against the head of your cock.

Misa's licks the shell of your ear, her breath was hot against it "That's right, Jenna. Make him what he's missed~"