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" fuck you, i choose who i want, and i choose you, dumbass. "

just saying but aggie could probably be convinced to get nipple piercings—

❛ let me come in you, please. i want to fill you up. ❜ -James to Aggie 🤭

more smut. / accepting!

" you beg so nicely, you know that? " she peers down at him, a smile forming on her lips. she supposes it helps that she enjoys the feeling of him filling her whenever they have sex or make love. agatha straddles his hips, rolling her own hips as she rides him, a hand pressing gently against his abdomen to keep him down against the bed. " i think you deserve it, so cum. please, james, i-i want to feel you cum inside me. " that seems to be all the encouragement he needs, feeling his hands on her hips, holding them still as he thrusts into her from below. agatha holds his hands, moaning with each thrust. " j-just like that, my love. f-fill me up, please. "

with her teasing from before, it didn't take him long to be brought to the edge, and now, with his relentless pounding, agatha feels herself being brought to the edge right with him. gods, it feels so good, holding james' hands tighter against her hips, seeing stars at the edges of her vision as she gets closer and closer to her orgasm.

and finally, as her beloved buries himself fully inside of her, his hips twitching upward as he fills her up, she cums hard right alongside him, whimpering as her walls twitch and clench around him. soon, agatha collapses down onto him, panting to catch her breath. she hums, moving her head to rest more comfortably against his chest, feeling and hearing their hearts calm and beat more steadily together. she looks up at james with a lazy smile. " that was amazing, my love. "

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she whimpers when he approaches, her gaze remaining on his axe for a moment, her back pressed firmly to the wall behind her. she doesn't understand, why is he talking to her? why not just get this over with? why is he torturing her like this? " i-i-i d-don't know where a-all of them are, n-no. " agatha manages, quickly shaking her head. she feels like she has the locations of the generators fairly well memorized, though, at least in most of the areas they're sent to.

" w-we... we have t-t-to g-get them up and running. they— th-they p-power the gates that allow us t-to e-escape. " agatha explains, looking up at the killer now. gods, with as hard and fast as her heart is beating, she wonders if she might die of fear. is that even possible here? she isn't sure, she doesn't have any real desire to find out.

" i... i-i d-d-don't u-understand; why a-aren't you killing me? " not that she wants him, or any of the other killers, to do so, but she just wants to get out of the trials as quickly as she can. anything to not be here.

she was getting better at this, the faerie can say that much. she's gone up against most of the killers now, managing to escape from some and getting killed by the rest. a never-ending cycle, it seems. same shit, different day. gods, she really... really wants to go back home. were people worried about her? were her parents? the few friends she had? her coworkers and boss? the only one that could come close to knowing where she went was the one she'd run away from and right into the fog. agatha doubts he'd say anything, though. maybe... it's just best she doesn't think about it. she's going to be here forever, why would it matter?

what she needs to get better at is keeping her mind from wandering during trials. she doesn't feel the hair raising on her arms and her nape nor her heart beginning to beat harder until it's too late and an axe is colliding with the generator she was trying to work on. agatha gasps, falling back onto her ass to dodge it, scrambling back from the killer. she gasps as he works his axe free and turns toward her. her gaze flickers over the black and red outfit, then the axe. he isn't one she recognizes yet, so she's sure she just hasn't run into him yet. as he begins to approach, her heart skips a beat and she hurries to her feet, running off, only to corner herself. damn! how is she supposed to get out of this?

"PHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" The laughter that erupts the soulless beast as he pulls his axe out of the generator as he sees the sparks fly from it. "These things are so fun to axe!!" His unblinking eye shifts to the faerie now.

So small, so obviously fragile...

He doesn't even run when she bolts. Simply taking long strides as he follows the marks she left behind. It was so funny, so cute, how she cornered herself. His breathing was heavy as he stared her down. "Do you now know where the dead-ends are? I know where they all are as well as those generators. I don't know what you guys are doing with them but it's so fun to see them blow up."

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