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He felt your tongue fighting back, sneaking beneath his to poke at one of his teeth. In its own weird way, his confidence and aggressive tendencies were attractive. The power he exuded was nothing short of amazing and dizzying. The heat of his body was so intense you felt naked.

On how your mouth was perfectly seasoned by his presence. He did anything and everything to prevent you from talking as he gorged on how your tongue felt. When his became bored with inspecting the territory, it focused on yours. Moans, inquiries, and squeaks were stifled by his hungry and relentless tongue. His tongue boldly swept through your mouth and swirling here, stroking there as it claimed every moist inch it could. His tongue traced your trembling lips, paying special attention to the underside of the plump area in the center of your upper lip. He climbed on top of you, and pinned you down on your bed. “Take of everything”, he sounded so powerful, and this was one of the things that you most wanted so you just went along with it. At first all you could thinks about was how this just happened, and why. “Look, if you pass this test, you and I can become partners” he said putting the knife down and taking of his clothes. Your voice became much lower now, and you could feel your face becoming red, “actually I-I love you”. “How do you know so much about me?” he asked you giving a smirk. “I idolize you, the way you let your madness take over, and how you carelessly kill people for your own desire makes me want to be just like you” you said staring at your sheets. “You’re Je-Jeff the Killer”, you said in a trembling voice. He was right, you were scared, but just a little bit. “Really, the fact that you shaking doesn’t convince me”, he said with a smile on his face. “I know who you are, and I’m not scared”, you said. “Oh, so you’re not going to do as I say”, he said lifting up his knife. He walked closer toward you, whispering “go to sleep”, but you just sat their motionless trying to make sure that you weren’t dreaming. You couldn't believe it, Jeff the Killer right in front of you, now, you could just say 'I love you', no that would be too weird.

Was it him? He had long shinny black hair with bangs, black eyes with out eyelids but heavy eyeliner, a bloody red smile, white-ish skin, a white hoodie, black skinny jeans, black converse high tops, and a sharp knife in his hand. Finally, you were able to sleep, but woke up with someone on top of you. At first you were a little scared, but too lazy to check what it was. You were lying on your bed staring at the ceiling and heard someone whisper 'go to sleep'. On the way back to your room you saw something that looked like a shadow, but you were so tired you ignored it. You fell asleep for an hour, but after tossing and turing you decided to go get some water. By this time you had imagined thousands of times that you could've met him, your biggest dream was to go around killing with him, and you already had a list of people that you'd kill first.

Your friends found it weird how anyone could love someone like him, but that's exactly why you loved him. After finishing that process, you went to bed to read some creepy pastas, since you were alone you could fangirl over your favorite person, Jeff the Killer. It was a cold friday night, and after being with your friends from 3pm to 10pm, you were finally able to take a shower and put on some warm comfortable clothes. Five of your friends had come over to hang out. 'Bye' you said as your best friend walked out the door.

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