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Meg hurriedly jump into the locker, she could hear the ominous heartbeat pounding in her ears. As it grew louder she could feel her own heart matching the speed and intensity. She dared to look through the slot, only the have her vision blocked by a massive figure. He had found her. The locker doors flew open and she screamed. The killers meat cleaver striking just beside her left cheek, he grabbed her by the throat and hoisted her onto his shoulder, his strength making her feel like she weighed no more than a ragdoll. Meg screamed at the brute turned around. Nea appeared from the side with a flashlight and aimed it at his face, but missed.
"GO!" Meg screamed, "I'm on death hook, just get out of here!"
Nea hesitated at first, but saw that the Trapper was taking her to the house with the basement in it. There was nothing she could do to stop him. "I'm sorry Meg..." she half yelled, before sprinting away. She had learned that from Meg after all, she trained with her to be faster. Ash had been sacrificed and Jane had already left through the hatch and it sat waiting for her. If she took too long, the beast would stomp it shut. Please just let it end quickly for her.
Trapper stomped up the steps of the Haddonfield house, his massive boots creaking the floorboards. The basement just meters away. Meg did not struggle, just hung helplessly. Instead of continuing towards the basement, however, Trapper turned and took her upstairs and entered the room with a single mattress lying on the floor. He gingerly took her off of his shoulder and set her down.
"I'm sorry", he muttered, "Your friends are getting better at this. It is taking longer for me to get rid of them."
Meg reached her hand up and gently lifted his mask. "I know. It has been so long since we've been matched together too. There are so many killers now, it feels like I never see you anymore" She ran her calloused fingers on his jawline. It had been almost a month now. "As soon as I saw it was you I could barely keep my cool" she chuckled. The other survivors hadn't caught on...yet. She didn't know what would happen if they found out, but that was a risk she was willing to take.
He leaned forward and rested his forehead against hers, breathing in the sweet smell of her breath. "I missed you, Meg... I've missed you so much".
Meg tilted her head and connected her lips to his, "I've missed you too Evan" she breathed out just before he pressed their lips together again. Evan. She was the only person who called her that anymore. It reminded him of his humanity, or what humanity he once had. They hungrily kissed at each other, Meg's delicate fingers tracing his collarbone. Evan's hands finding her beautifully toned hips and squeezing, being careful not to let his excitement get the best of him. Their tongues explored each other's mouths. With each taste the addiction to the other growing stronger. Evan felt pressure as his member pressed against the rubber of his apron. Meg couldn't help but smirk at the sight of him trying to reposition himself to get more comfortable. She knew she drove him wild, and relished in the power.
He stood up as she undid the clasps and allowed the rubber suit to fall off of, exposing his sizeable package. It pulsed with excitement, each heartbeat sending a wave of blood pumping into it. This wasn't the first time, but Meg still could never stop from feeling shocked at his impressive size. She leaned in and slowly began to kiss his thigh. Evan moaned, it had been so long and everything she did to him was sending him into a frenzy. She kissed her way closer and closer, until she gave a playful lick to his head, causing him to jump and moan out again. She slowly closed her lips around the head and began to suck, fondling his testicles with one hand and stroking his shaft with the other.
"Fuck, Meg..." Evan growled. He put his hand gently behind her head, grasping on to her pigtails. He gently rocked his hips back and forth, fucking her warm mouth. He was struggling to hold back, he desperately wanted to slam himself into her harder and faster but did not want to dislocate her jar. Meg could glanced up at his face as he looked down at her. Her lips taut against his shaft, her gorgeous blue eyes and dark lashes staring at him with devious intent. She continued stroking him and moved her mouth down to his balls and begin lapping at them. The sensation sent Evan's head spinning, as her second hand clasped around his shaft. He could not control his hunger anymore.
He reach down and grabbed Meg under her armpits and lifted her up to him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and began sucking and nibbling at his neck. He laid her down and unzipped her sport top. The undressing was a blur, bra, leggings, underwear.... but when he finished he sat back to gaze at her beauty. She was toned from years of running prior to coming into the entity's realm. Her perky nipples hardened in the cool air. Evan leaned back down to get to work, starting at her neck biting and kissing on his way down. Meg whimpered with anticipation, he knew her body so well. It had been weeks, and this had only happened twice before, but they knew each other's bodies as though it had been years.
His massive hands began to massage her breasts, as he brought his lips, sucking enthusiastically at her nipple. A squeaky moan escaped her lips as he gently pinched her other nipple between his fingers. As much as he loved her breasts, there was something else Evan was more starved for. He gently kissed down her defined stomach, giving playful licks to her hip bones and squeezing her thighs with his hands. He tenderly spread her legs more as he stared at her glistening pussy. Without warning and dove his face into her and began licking wildly. Her juices were divine. Meg's eyes rolled back into her head as she took the tongue lashing. He then began sucking on her hood, while using his tongue to flick on her clitoris. Meg could feel heat rushing towards her clit as the pressure built up quickly. He was relentless; alternating between intense sucking and fast flicks of the tongue for minutes on end. She did not have the stamina to fight off the orgasm much longer. Just as she felt she could take no more, Evan thrust one of this thick fingers into her, making the "come here" gesture as he did so.
"Don't hold it back, baby" Evan purred. He loved feeling her release and hearing her cry out in ecstasy. Meg came, yelling so loud it seemed to echo in the now empty arena. Delicious juice shot from her pussy, and Evan slurped up as much as he could, the rest covering his chin. Her body was flushed and she was panting, We haven't even gotten to the main event she thought as she struggled to open her eyes again.
He was hovering over her now, balancing himself on his forearms. "It's been awhile. Why don't we start out real slow?" he breathed into her ear. He kissed her jawline tenderly. Meg braced herself, feeling slight anxiety looking at his fully erect penis. She wasn't the smallest girl, but taking in a 12 inch cock belonging to a man who could easily snap her in half was intimidating.
"Okay..." Meg exhaled. Keep relaxed, it makes it easier. Their lips met once again for a tender, emotional kiss. It wasn't just sex anymore, it was passionate and soft. She stared into his eyes and took in a slow, deep breathe. He slowly eased the tip of his cock into her.
“Oh, fuuuuck….” Evan groaned through clenched teeth. She was incredibly tight, her soft vaginal walls hugging him. Meg inhaled sharply and whimpered a mixture of pain and pleasure. Evan was long, but what was the real impressive feature was his girth. The only word Meg could bring to her mind was full. There was no wiggle room, he stretched her to her limit. She breathed through the pressure and focused on the fullness. Evan studied her face, waiting for the indication that she had acclimated. His thoughts were screaming for him to ravage her, to hold nothing back and show her how powerful he really was. You can’t do that, you will break her. He was sure if he truly gave in he would break her hips, and he couldn’t live with himself if he caused her pain. He could hold back, but that didn’t stop the thoughts.
“More…” Meg exasperated, “Give me more, please”. Hearing her beg for him was too much and the excitement got the best of him. He quickly pressed a few inches into her before her yip of pain snapped him back.
“I’m so sorry, I –“
“Do it again,” she interrupted, biting her lip with a smile.
Evan felt a devilish grin creep across his face. She was getting off on the pain, and he loved it. He gave a swift thrust and sunk more of his shaft into her, both of them crying out with the rush of sensation. Evan felt pre-cum drip out of him. She was soaking with the cum from her orgasm, and he was unsure how long he could last before erupting. He got into a rhythm, pushing himself as deep into her as she could take and pulling back until just his head remained in. Meg felt flush, she was screaming and digging her nails into his muscular shoulders. The pain from her nails was only fueling his tempo.
He abruptly pulled out of her, his cock dripping with her juices as he exited. He guided her to the open window and positioned her into a leaning position. Meg spread her legs as he positioned himself behind her and guided himself in. She released another sharp gasp as he began his relentless pounding. He slapped her tight ass aggressively and grabbed ahold of her pigtails. He could feel himself losing control. He was was going to break her in tonight. Meg could barely catch her breath; each strong thrust forcing moans out of her body. Her breasts were bouncing wildly. The familiar hot sensation began to grow in her abdomen.
“Evan… I’m going to cum!” Meg squealed. He growled with lust and pounded faster. Meg’s back arched as an enormous orgasm rippled through her body. Her pussy flooded even more, and Evan could no longer contain himself. With a deep roar he slammed his full length into her and came. Thick ribbons of hot cum shot into her, filling her until no more could fit. He pulled out slowly, wincing at the sensitivity. A steady flow of cum followed out, dripping onto the floor. Meg collapsed in an sweaty heap. Her body exhausted and her mind fuzzy from multiple finishes. Evan picked her up and pulled her into his lap, planting delicate kisses on her cheek.
“That was…” he started.
“Amazing”. Meg glanced up, giving a sleepy smile. She buried her head into his shoulder and sighed deeply, closing her eyes. Evan nuzzled the top of her head with his nose, savoring the moment. In an eternity of anger and violence, she was his refuge. He could stay in this moment forever.
But that was not the reality they were a part of. A bell tolled throughout the map, and the glowing red cracks began to split the ground. The entity had allowed them time to have their fun, but its patience had run out. The Trapper was needed in another match. Meg got up solemnly; they dressed in silence. Evan lifted her up onto his shoulder once more, swallowing down the lump in his throat. He carried her to the hatch and set her down. Meg turned back to him, taking his hands in hers. He gave a small smile; it looked like a child holding an adult’s hand.
“I hate this part” Meg trembled, looking away to hide the hurt.
“Me too… perhaps this time it won’t be as long.” Evan gently grabbed her chin and bent down for one final kiss. “Go now, the timer is almost out.”
Meg walked to the hatch, eyes glistening with tears. The cracks in the ground were growing, the red glow illuminated the pain on her face. “Goodbye Evan.” She turned away and hopped into the hatch as Evan pulled down his mask. The black fog swirled around him preparing to take him to his next victims. Evan was gone again, The Trapper was needed.