This is my third fanfiction and my second lemon. This will be my first multi-chapter story though. I would like reviews on it.
DISCLAIMER
I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING THAT DEAL WITH AMERICAN HORROR STORY I JUST LOVE THIS COUPLING SO MUCH.
On that note... THIS STORY IS M RATED FOR A REASON. There WILL be strong sexual content and strong language.
So with out further ado I would like to present You Are Mine.
Tate sat down in the basement. He was rocking to and fro in his rocking chair. It had been six years , SIX YEARS, with no human or ghost content. Six years since she wished him away. He had told hayden he would wait forever and he would. He was not lying when he said that. He would wait till the wood rotted and the house, that damned evil house, started to crumble.
He would let her come to him. He would not interfere with her life. He wanted her to come to him. There were those occasions he had to fight with himself about running up the stairs, running into her room, getting down on his knees and begging her to take him back and to forgive him. He knew if he was the one to go to her then she would tell him to go away again. He really didn't want that, so he waited.
He was still sitting there in his rocking chair. Sitting in his rocking chair thinking. Thinking of her lips pressed softly against his, the soft skin of her hands running gently over his chest, the way her body fit perfectly with his. he sighed, he had to stop thinking like that or he would have to jack off and that would be cheating and betraying his beautiful Violet. So he decided he needed to go get something to drink. Everyone should be asleep. He would not cause any fights with his presence. 'God he missed her' he thought as he walked up the stairs leading out of the basement.
As he walked into the kitchen and saw her. She was bent over the marble counter top. Travis was thrusting in and out of his sweet loving Violet. He gasped causing Violet to look up into his eyes. As soon as their eyes met she came, his name a ghost of a whisper on her lips. She blushed and deep cherry red as Travis thrust a couple more times. Her inner walls convulsing sending him over the edge. He spilled his dead seed deep into her dead womb.
Finally Travis looked up and smirked when his eyes landed on the intruder. "What do you want wanna be Norman Bates?" he asked as he pulled out of Violet. By this time Tate was seeing red. His eyes shifting to a blackened color. His anger and hurt showing throw his eyes with no hesitation. He was hurt that after all this time off him being faithful his Violet would betray him. He was angry because someone who had no right was touching HIS girl.
In less then two strides he was around the counter top and had Travis pressed against the cabinets by his throat. He was intent on spilling Travis's blood all over the kitchen. Violet looked between Tate and Travis, a shocked expression showing on her face. ' God I missed him' was the only thought that immediately went through her mind. The next thought that went through her mind was that she needed to break these two up before Tate killed Travis. She slowly and softly put her hand onto Tate's shoulder.
"Tate let him go." She said
"Why should I?" He replied with so much venom dripping from his voice
"Tate I was thinking of you the whole time. I was going to come find you after wards. I miss you. Tate please let him go. Lets go up stairs and you can hold me." She said looking at him.
Tate turned his head looking into her eyes. As soon as their eyes met his grip on Travis's throat loosened slightly.
"But he needs to learn what happens when he touches something that is not FUCKING his, something that is MINE." He said so calmly it scared Violet.
