WARNING! STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Catch Me if You Can
Jason scanned his heavily wooded surroundings with a critical eye. A deep, grunting breath expelled from his mouth before moving in on his prey. The giant killer ducked behind the trees, instinctively covering up his deformed features with his large hand and moaned softly in annoyance. He could see her, about ten yards away, an easy catch. At least, he would like to think. It would hardly be a fair contest. She was very small, especially compared to him, with short brown spiky hair and unusually long bangs. The girl would giggle every now and again, HIS infamous hockey mask in her light-fingered hand. That little sneak had boldly snatched it! Took it right off his head when he let his guard down!
So this was how it was going to be? After everything? She honestly thought she'd be able to trick and tease him in such a manner and still escape? No. This was his domain. The girl was not getting away with this. Once he caught her, he would show no mercy.
*Sometime Earlier*
Lisa found herself growing increasingly bored over the last few days. While she had nearly recovered from the flu two days ago and was feeling perfectly fine, Jason was still watching over her like a hawk. It had taken a lot of convincing on her part just to get him to let her out of the tunnels and return to her house, considering she needed to get back to work if she wanted to keep it. Reluctantly, the massive killer agreed, but if the girl even started to do anything he deemed to strenuous or psychical, he would step in and usually carry her to the nearest seat and make her rest. Joining him on his rounds to check traps or on a hunt was out of the question. At first, Lisa thought it was kind of cute the way he was looking after her, but his overzealous protectiveness began to get old real fast and after days of strict bed rest, she was craving exercise and a little fun.
The small girl sighed, brushing her long bangs behind her ear while she worked on her computer from the small desk in the living room. She strategically wore her red tank top today, knowing how much Jason enjoyed it when she exposed her bare, pale skin for him. And he would be able to freely admire the bite marks he had left on her shoulders. Maybe if she could get him a little worked up he'd permit her to stretch her legs a little. Jason had been gone for roughly half an hour, doing a sweep of the perimeter to make sure everything was in it's place. Unfortunately, that meant her too!
Before the girl could get any ideas about sneaking a walk in, she heard the front doors fling open and Jason's heavy footsteps. The massive masked brute had some fresh blood on his shirt and ragged jacket, an obvious sign that he had caught someone wandering around where they didn't belong. Lisa let out a slight moan of disappointment. She would have enjoyed watching the show. It had been a while since she got to witness him make sport of the seemingly never ending waves of idiots and vagrants that trespassed upon and defiled his forest. However, a slight lingering cough escaped her throat, and in a few strides, Jason was already looming over her.
"It's just a bit of residual cough. Nothing to worry about. I'm telling you, I'm fine. You don't have to be in constant "mother hen" mode."
She looked up into the dark holes of his masked face, catching the glint of his working eye looking down on her with concern. Slowly, Jason knelt down to her level, right behind her and put his powerful arms around the girl's midsection while nuzzling his face against the crook of her neck. Lisa's lips curled up into a smile as she leaned into his affection. He grunted softly in her ear while gazing at the love bites on the girl's shoulders - his mark, forever claiming her as his and his alone. His good girl.
"So Jason, am I discharged from your obsessive care yet?" she questioned, jokingly.
A disappointed moan reverberated from Lisa's throat when she felt Jason shaking his head 'no'. Figures. She tried giving him her best pout and puppy dog eyes but it was clear the massive killer wasn't wavering from his decision. Despite this, the girl gave him a few kisses on his muscular neck anyway before he left her to do her work and sprawled out on the large, brown leather couch. She couldn't help but laugh as the furniture groaned in protest under his massive frame while he stretched out. Jason's head rested on one armrest while part of his lower legs and feet hung out over the other. The girl knew why he had chosen that position. Not only could he rest comfortably, but he could easily keep his watchful eye upon her.
Suddenly, a mischievous idea crossed Lisa's mind, oddly enough, getting the inspiration from the romance novel she had just been editing. (Unlike the last twenty or so of these that had been assigned to her, this one was actually intriguing and entertaining.) She glanced over her shoulder and closed up her laptop, taking notice of Jason's gentle snores. Was he actually sleeping? She sure hoped so. As quietly as she could, Lisa had slipped into her bedroom to put her boots on, (and grab a knife from the nightstand, just in case,) then returned to the front room.
"Oh my gosh, what are you thinking?" she whispered to herself.
Was this a bad idea? Probably. But she was going to have some fun. Lisa stood over Jason's resting form, right behind his head at the armrest of the couch. When she reached down for him, his good eye suddenly opened, staring right back up at her. Curiously, he tilted his head like a questioning dog. Just what was she up to? The girl smiled down at the hulking killer, matching his head tilt with a playful giggle as her small, soft hands began to rub and massage his neck. Jason let out a pleasured moan and closed his eye again, shifting his head to give his girl easier access to harder to reach places. If he could, he'd probably be purring right about now.
"That feels good, doesn't it?" Lisa asked, leaning in closer.
Jason nodded slowly, turning so his girl could get the other side. He really wanted her to come around to the front so she could join him. Carefully, he reached up so that his hands could run over the bite marks on Lisa's shoulders, feel the indents from the scars left by him. The girl shivered beneath his powerful yet gentle touch and she could feel a familiar warmth flow throughout her body and a slight tingling in her spine. Yup! She was definitely fine. Soon, Jason would see that too.
Just as he was about to allow himself to get completely lost in his new found bliss, Jason felt Lisa's soft hands run up his neck, then to his head. Before he could comprehend what was going on, the sneaky little troublemaker had swiped his mask right off his face! Momentarily feeling exposed and embarrassed, the killer rolled off the couch as his girl took a few steps back. She giggled and waved Jason's hockey mask in a taunting manner, throwing a glance at the front door.
"You want this back?" she teased.
With a snort, Jason nodded. Just what did she think she was doing? He tensed up, knowing full when when someone was going to make a run for it.
"Well then... you're going to have to catch me."
Was that a challenge? Sure sounded like one. While Jason was trying to look angry and unamused by his girl's antics, there was the hint of a smile that betrayed him, despite his deformed features. A playful growl escaped from the back of his throat as he advanced. And with that, Lisa was already out the front door with a laugh.
*Present*
Lisa had proven herself far more worthy of an opponent than any intruder. Like a gazelle, she would race in a zigzag pattern through the woods and having lived here a while, she was getting to know these woods just as well as Jason. So far, she had evaded capture, but for how long even she couldn't tell. Eventually, Jason would always catch his prey.
This was an exciting experience for the girl. She had never actually been hunted by the Crystal Lake Killer. And taking his prized mask was the perfect way to bait him into a little game of hide and seek. She would often cover up her mouth with her hand to stop herself from laughing too much, lest their little game end too quickly.
"Oh my god... I can't believe I actually did that." she gasped, quietly, looking at the weather-beaten and battle scarred mask in her hands.
Just when Lisa thought it was safe to take a breather, having not exerted herself like this for a while, Jason's huge form came crashing out of the foliage. Screaming excitedly, the girl dashed off towards the direction of the old cabins and Jason gave chase. Having accompanied Jason on his rounds before, Lisa knew where to avoid stepping, since a bear trap or an ankle snare would put an end to both of their fun in an hurry.
It didn't take the giant long to catch up with her, thanks to his superior stride and greater endurance. Hiding was no longer an option. Lisa ducked under Jason's arm as he attempted to grab her. When he missed, she gave a whistle, holding his mask out tauntingly. In a daring move, the girl used her much smaller size to her advantage, diving between the brute's legs when he lunged for her before taking off into the woods again.
"I know your tricks, Jason!" she called out, with a laugh.
Sighing inwardly, he resumed the hunt. It would just be that much sweeter of victory when he finally did capture her. In all fairness, his girl was giving him the best challenge he'd had all week. While stalking after her, what she had said began to resonate through his mind. As her guardian, protector, and even teacher, Lisa had learned a lot from him about hunting and survival out in the wilderness. He let out a gruff snort and smirked to himself; she didn't know ALL of his tricks.
Lisa picked up her pace when she heard the giant brute plowing his way through the overgrowth, making a beeline straight for her. Gracefully, she veered off to the side, leaning against a tree and giggling as Jason overshot her. By now, the cabins were coming into view. The lake wasn't too far off. If she wanted to be really mean, she might go for a swim out there. She snapped out of those thoughts as Jason rushed her again with a playful grunt.
When the girl dodged to the side and made a mad dash for the cabins, a loud 'thud' and the crunching of foliage beneath something large falling over ripped her attention away. A shocked gasp escaped her throat as her gaze fell upon Jason lying on the forest floor, unmoving.
"J-Jason? Wh-what happened?" Lisa asked, concern heavy in her voice.
Forgetting all about the fun and games, her prior training as a nursing assistant took over in an instant. Jason could have been seriously injured!
"Oh no, no, no... this was never my intention. You poor sweet thing. I-I'm so sorry."
She crouched down beside him and set the mask down, checking his massive form for injuries and a pulse. Luckily, he didn't accidentally step into one of his own traps during their playful chase. Perhaps he tripped over the nearby tangle of tree roots and hit his head on the ground hard enough to knock him out cold. Could Jason even pass out? The girl honestly didn't know. She'd never seen Jason rendered unconscious before.
"Shhhhhh... just relax, Jason."
Starting from his feet, the girl checked for any fractures or sprains. Even from there, she could hear his heavy breathing, so she knew he was still alive, just unresponsive. Her hands gently moved to Jason's upper legs, hips, and torso, feeling for any signs of broken bones. (He hit the ground pretty hard, after all.) In a way, she felt a bit silly, considering his steadfast resistance to pain and his ability to heal from injuries far quicker than any human ever could. Hell, she had seen him take stabbings and gunshot wounds and the most they ever did was annoy him! But Lisa couldn't help it. Jason, he was her entire world.
When she started to carefully prod at his shoulders and chest, Lisa failed to notice the soft brown eye gazing at her with a mischievous glimmer. Without warning, Jason suddenly shot up, grasping his enormous hands around the girl's tiny frame and taking her legs out from under her, pinning her to the soft ground below. She let out a surprised and frightened squeak in response, not entirely sure how to react when she found herself gazing up at the giant from the flat of her back. He loomed over the girl, careful not to crush her beneath his mass but exerted enough force so that she wasn't wriggling free. A grunting huff escaped from the back of Jason's throat, like he was laughing at her. Winded, Lisa had to catch her breath before she could scold him.
"That was low! I was worried about you. Jason, I thought you had gotten hurt."
Was it really any lower than lulling him into a false sense of security before stealing his personal property to play keep away? Shrugging with a snort, Jason simply reclaimed what was his and put the mask back on. While he may not have minded Lisa seeing his abhorrent face anymore, he didn't want to risk anyone else seeing it while out in the forest. The brute let his girl struggle for a bit, enjoying the sight of her feebly trying to escape his hold and reveling in his victory.
Eventually, Lisa's annoyance with Jason's sneaky maneuver melted away and her expression softened. Her own eyes locked with his mismatched ones and her heart beat quickened while her breathing became uneven. The massive killer leaned in closer, nearly mask to nose with her. Even through his clothes, Lisa could feel his increasing body heat and the warmth of his hot breath on her face. It sent chills down her spine, causing the girl to moan. They hadn't really done anything intimate like this in a while. Now that she thought about it, Lisa liked being captured by him. Should Jason decide to take her right here and now in the middle of the forest, she would not object.
"Jason... I guess you caught me. Now what are you going to do?"
She spoke softly, leaning up as far as she could and kissed him on the mask where his lips would be. Groaning pleasurably, Jason lifted up his mask, just enough to reveal his misshapen lips and kissed her back, hard and passionately. Oh, there was plenty he had in mind to do with her! The grip he had held loosened and he instead ran his hands through her long bangs, stopping to cup her soft cheek when they parted from their kiss. She let out a slight gasp of surprise when something hard brushed past her thighs and she could already feel herself getting wet. Jason immediately perked up, his broad shoulders and chest already heaving with every intake of breath.
"It's... been way to long, Jason. Please."
Another wave of intense heat washed over both of them as he began aggressively nuzzling and burying his face in the girl's neck and shoulders, moaning as he did. Before she could react, Jason had picked her up and hoisted the girl over his shoulder and began walking towards the cabins. Lisa craned her head as best as she could, though she already had a pretty good idea of where he was taking her. She let out a surprised yelp as one of Jason's large hands smacked her on the ass, playfully. He turned his head to look at her, and the girl could tell that he was smirking beneath his mask. Yes... it had been too long, too long since Jason had left his mark on his girl. With his prize in hand, it was time to return to the tunnels.
Lisa let him carry her, offering no resistance, aside from the occasional wriggle in anticipation of what was sure to come. The killer stepped inside the old cabin, his heavy footsteps causing the ancient floorboards to groan as he made his way to the trap door in the corner of the room. He could feel the girl grabbing handfuls of his jacket from the back. In turn, he gently nudged her side with his head while bending down. With more force than normal, the concealed entrance was flung open and Jason leaped down inside. Lisa let out a slight grunt from the impact. After making sure she was okay, the hulking killer closed up the trap door behind him and carried on through the underground maze that was once an old mine shaft. The strong scent of moist earth and dim lighting did little to dampen their spirits, if anything, it only seemed to pour more fuel on the fiery passion already blazing inside of them.
Eventually they passed by the enormous horde of gear and supplies taken from those foolish enough to trespass, then came into the main chamber where Jason stored the vast majority of his tools and weapons. Down here, they would be safe from prying eyes. Not much had changed since the two of them were last in here. Wasting no time, Jason strode towards the bed in the corner of the room. He couldn't wait to feel his girl's luxurious wetness around him again. Lisa exhaled a deep breath she had been holding once the brute laid her down. She shifted a little, making herself comfortable and taking notice that the soft, faux fur blanket Jason had given to her while she was sick was still there. The sensation of it's softness against her bare skin felt incredible.
"I'm ready for you, Jason." the girl breathed, heavily.
He loved it when she would say his name like that. Like he belonged to her. The giant only wished at times that he could say her name in return, but all that would come out was an awkward grunt. No, he would just have to show her.
Hastily, Lisa took off her tank top before Jason ended up shredding it off of her body in his eagerness. After tossing her bra away as well, revealing her small bare breasts, she ran her hands beneath the giant's shirt, feeling his powerful, rippling muscles and the multitude of scars peppering his weather beaten skin. He had already shed his jacket before climbing onto the bed with the girl, ignoring the groan of protest the old wooden frame made every time he would get on it. Craving more of her attention, Jason lifted up his arms, allowing his girl to strip him of his shirt.
Their breathing picked up, an in sync chorus of ragged inhales and exhales. Jason leaned over her, removing his mask and setting it down on the wooden stool near the bed. He knew Lisa had no intention of making off with it again. (Besides, of she did, he could always chain her up until she settled down.) Speaking of which, Lisa took a quick glance at the chains and shackles connected to the wall behind the bed. A smirk crossed her face.
"Maybe some other time." she muttered to herself.
Jason was still relatively new to the idea of different positions and kinks during sex, better to slowly ease him into different experiences one at a time. Lisa snapped out of her thoughts when his powerful hands began to gently caress her breasts and down her sides. She giggled a little, as he brushed his hand over a few of her sensitive spots he had discovered not too long ago. Knowing he was doing it on purpose just to make her squirm and twitch, Lisa tickled him right back, causing the hulking man to buck in surprise when her lighter touch danced across his sensitive midsection, just above his pant line.
"Sensitive, aren't we?"
Without hesitation, she began to undo his belt and it wasn't long until he began to do the same with her.
Once free of their restricting clothes, they took each other in. Lisa wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed the deformed half of his face. She slowly moved her hands down his shoulders and chest, stopping at his already erect member. A grunt rumbled from Jason's chest and out his throat as her small hand wrapped around the smooth, hardened shaft, each finger sending a new jolt of stimulation throughout his entire body. The girl smiled up at him, trying to sit up so that she could move into a position that would make it easier for her to take him in her mouth before he lost himself completely in a frenzy of grinding and pounding. Jason gently pushed her back down into mattress, smirking as best as his deformed features would allow. He knew what she wanted, but it was his turn to mercilessly tease her.
"Jason... what are-?"
Lisa cut her question short as she leaned back on the pillows and let her naked skin be consumed by the luxurious softness beneath her and the intense heat of his body on top of her. Jason moved into a kneeling position and carefully lifted his girl's legs over his shoulders, bringing her intoxicating wetness up to his mouth. He was rewarded by a pleasured moan from beneath him as his girl began to writhe in bliss. Already she had grabbed the blankets beneath her in handfuls as his tongue greedily delved between her folds and lapped up her sweet honey. Jason held her in place, watching her reactions carefully. The girl had practically melted into the bed, unable to make a coherent thought in the heat of the moment due to the sound of her own heart racing in her ears and the intense ecstasy she had lost herself to. At most, Lisa was able to moan his name.
His tongue continued it's torture, bringing her closer to a release yet refusing to give it to her just yet. Her scent only intensified the divine taste in his mouth and he wasn't ready for it to be over. By now, his cock was painfully hard, but he just wanted to take his time. Lisa practically begged him, closing her eyes and arching her back as far as she could. Satisfied by her complete submission, Jason finally gave in, sucking and tickling her clit relentlessly with is tongue. With a sharp gasp, she finally came, and he had eagerly licked up the sweet juices that flowed out of her. While she lay beneath him, twitching and catching her breath, Jason lightly bit at her inner thigh experimentally. His girl's shoulders were getting a little crowded and there was plenty of room down there to mark her as his own.
Jason lifted her legs off of his shoulders and set them back down on the bed below. Once again, they were skin on skin, feeling the influx of heat radiating from their naked bodies. He had already pinned her back down, kissing each of the scars left from previous love bites. Lisa sighed contently, lightly running her hand over the scratch marks on Jason's arms that she had given him. Smiling, she started kissing up the nearest one, giving affection to her own mark that she had left on him. Maybe she needed to find a new place to leave a love nip of her own. He was big, there was plenty of room. The hard part would be deciding where.
"Please, Jason... I want you... now!" she pleaded.
The girl wrapped her legs as far around his midsection as she could, already feeling the tip of his throbbing cock pressed against her entrance. Jason continued to aggressively nuzzle and kiss his girl, playfully teasing her with what she wanted but refusing to let her have it just yet. Lisa really only had herself to blame, he had an excellent teacher. He worked his way down to her naval, lightly licking around it, watching in delight when she shivered. Once again, the luscious scent of her wetness reached his nose and Jason nearly couldn't take it himself anymore. He wanted to be inside her just as badly as she desired him to be there.
Suddenly, Lisa let out a scream and jerked back, pressing her upper back against the dirt wall behind her. Jason glanced up to her with a start, a look of alarm on his face. Had he accidentally hurt her? The girl didn't appear to be injured in any way. Flustered and concerned, he reached out the cup her cheek as though he were asking her 'what's the matter?' Lisa's face began to show a flush of red, something Jason usually found endearing, though there was nothing amusing about how wide and frightened her eyes had become.
"Ummmm... J-Jason..." was all she was able to squeak out.
She frantically gestured with her hand, her eyes fixated on something just behind his broad shoulders. With a grunt and realization that it wasn't him, but something else upsetting his girl, Jason turned his head to see what she was pointing at. In the span of a few seconds, his own skin reddened as well from sheer embarrassment and surprise, then a ferocious snarl emanated from the back of his throat. They weren't alone!
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Up above traversing the campgrounds, completely oblivious to the dangerous lovers just below their feet, two men in their late teens or early twenties made their way to the old cabin, Jason's cabin, flinching a bit as the old wooden steps creaked with every footfall. While they appeared excited and occasionally snickered to each other, there was no hiding their nervousness.
"Okay Don, we did it. We made it all the way to Camp Blood, ha-ha. Now let's get the fuck out of here!"
Before the smaller brunette boy could take off, he was grabbed by the arm by his much larger black haired companion, "Dude, that's not good enough! You lost the bet, Carl, so that means you gotta explore the old cabins with me... all of them!"
"Can't I just give you ten bucks and a case of beer and we'll call it good?" Carl asked, looking around nervously.
"Hell no! You ain't weaseling out that easy. Come on... you don't believe that there's actually an immortal murderer running around here with a hockey mask and a machete, do you?" Don mocked, playfully jabbing his friend in the side with his elbow.
Sighing heavily, Carl followed after his friend, not being one to welch on a bet. The two entered the old cabin cautiously and took a look around. There was the heavy scent of earth and decay inside, though Don didn't seem to care. He was far too busy tempting fate as he pawed through all of the old toys, books, and miscellaneous objects scattered about. Carl on the other hand followed what appeared to be a trail in the dirt and dust that ended in a corner of the room. After some exploring of his own, he made an incredible discovery.
"Don! Dude, get your ass over here, you gotta see this!" he called.
Don, having nearly entered the small bathroom where a strange reek wafted, turned away to see what his buddy had discovered that couldn't wait. His mouth hung open almost stupidly at the sight of the open trap door and he immediately rushed over.
"Where do you think this leads?"
Carl glanced to the larger boy, quizzically.
"Must be where Jason takes his victims to hack em up to pieces!" Don answered in a mock spooky voice.
Groaning, Carl knocked Don's hands away as the older boy began wiggling his fingers in front of his face, then the two started laughing.
"No, no... seriously man, listen."
They quieted down, kneeling at the edge of the tunnel entrance. Indeed, they could hear that there was something down there. Having watched enough adult videos online, both Carl and Don looked at each other and grinned. This place, after all, had a reputation for attracting horny teens and young adults.
"I think there's some people fucking each other down in there." Carl whispered.
"Only one way to find out."
And with that, Don jumped into the hole, unknowingly sealing his fate. Carl was close behind, opting to climb down the old ladder instead, ignoring his friend's muttered jeer of "pussy" before sneaking down the tunnels, towards the direction of the noise. There was certainly a lot of junk down here, someone must have had a severe hording problem. When they came across the storage room where there was a mountain of supplies and camping gear, a lot of it with dried blood stains, anyone else with half a brain would have noped the hell out of there right that second. But the prospect of getting a free peep show was just too tempting for the young men.
Both Don and Carl put their hands over their mouths in an effort to quiet themselves when they came upon the source of the noises. There was a massive mountain of a man with his back to them, leaning over a girl who was tiny by comparison. Both the giant and the girl were buck naked, lost in the heat of the moment and must not have heard them rustling around upstairs. The two boys couldn't believe that they were actually right! It wasn't until they inched closer for a better view did they realize the mistake that they had just made.
Carl's eyes grew wide with terror as he tapped on Don's shoulder, pointing to the blood spattered hockey mask staring back at them from the wooden stool by the bed. Things only got worse from there when the girl had seen them and alerted her large and exceptionally dangerous boyfriend that they had unwanted visitors. Only now that it was too late did they realize that they had stumbled upon Jason Voorhees' love nest. And he didn't appear to be at all happy about the interruption.
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Don and Carl nearly pissed themselves when that frightening, deformed visage turned and leveled the most threatening glare they had ever witnessed right at them. The girl hastily covered herself with her arms as Jason shifted to block her from view with his bulk, ready to lash out with a furious vengeance. These two DARED to not only trespass on his forest, but also break into his lair! So many questions raced through his mind. What were they doing here? How did they find his hidden mine shaft? How could they have possibly strolled through the campgrounds without setting off a single alarm or trap? They had seen too much, both of them had seen what was meant only for HIS eyes and it would cost them severely.
While the intruders found themselves nearly petrified by that glare and accompanying snarl, there was a small part of them that had grown quite envious by the size of Jason's exposed manhood. Carl was the first one to shake it off as he slapped Don's arm.
"HOLY SHIT, DON! RUN, DUDE, RUN!" he screamed, bolting down the tunnel they had come from.
Don didn't even have a reply as he too scrambled away as fast as he could, chancing one last glance over his shoulder as he did with a yelp.
Jason was beyond outraged and without a second thought, he gave chase. He didn't even have time to cover up, lest they escape his wrath. No... it was his duty to ensure that those two would never leave these tunnels again!
"Punish them, Jason! They've seen your good girl, they'll tell people about her and then they'll try to take her away from you!" Mother hissed in his ear.
Mother was right! Other people wouldn't understand and they would come to take Lisa away. Away from him. No! Never! Not on his watch!
It didn't take him very long to catch up and grab hold of Don. With bone crushing strength, Jason gripped him by the shoulder with a massive hand and threw the boy behind him, causing him to slide a few feet onto the dirt floor. Don whimpered painfully, sure that the brute had broken something, holding onto his injury while he tried to stand back up.
"Run Carl, RUN!" he shouted.
Meanwhile, Lisa, having gotten over the initial shock of being walked in on while in the middle of heated foreplay, hardened her expression and let out an angry growl of her own. How dare these upstarts ruin her tender moment with Jason! Once Jason took off, she crawled off the bed, uncaring about her nakedness, and instead rifled through Jason's clothes that had been left on the dirt floor. Finally, she found what she was looking for; his machete, still in the sheath he kept on his hip. Sure, there was a wide assortment of weapons available, but his machete was the most prized and her axe was still back at the house. A smile crossed her face as she twirled the blade in her hand, sauntering towards Don.
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At Don's scream, Carl pushed himself to run faster. He could hear Jason's heavy breath just a few feet behind him, catching up swiftly. Even without his sturdy boots on, the hulking giant still had thunderous footfalls with every step he took. While normally he and his friend would have made some sort of "Jason streaking through Camp Blood" joke, those sorts of thoughts seemed to melt out of existence when you were about to be murdered!
Salvation was nearly within reach. He could see the faint light filtering through from the trap door that led to this accursed place. Frantically, Carl scurried up the ladder and was nearly halfway into the old cabin when a set of monstrously strong hands ripped him away from freedom and back into the foreboding darkness of the tunnel. The boy let out a pained cry as Jason slammed him into one of the wooden support beams, leaving him momentarily dazed and disoriented. There was a terrible pain in his ankle from where the brute had grabbed it and he found himself barely able to hobble.
"N-no... a-are you... fucking kidding me?" Carl whimpered.
Maybe he should have welched on that bet. Perhaps he never should have made it in the first place. But it was far too late for regrets. He was going to die, simply because he chose the exact wrong place to get his adolescent rocks off. Growling angrily, Jason closed the trap door then picked up the boy by his neck and dragged him back towards the main chamber, completely unphased by his prey's pathetic attempt to struggle free. Eventually, the frantic pounding of fists against his bare legs were getting annoyingly close to his genitals and the fierce killer had had enough.
Normally, Jason would have just reached for his machete, but since he didn't have it on him, he'd have to improvise. A wicked idea crossed the giant killer's mind, catching sight of a large, splintered piece of wood from one of the support beams.
The boy screamed in agony as Jason rammed his face into the sharp piece of wood, piercing him right through the eye. Just to make sure that the trespasser would never pose a threat to him or his girl again, he beat the brunette's head against the support beam until his cries were silenced by the fracturing of his skull. Blood poured profusely from Carl's head and spattered over the massive killer's bare arms and broad chest.
"That's my good boy," Mother's voice whispered soothingly in his ear.
Snorting with satisfaction that the boy was dead, Jason dragged the carcass down the narrow corridor, moving at a brisk trot. There was still one more troublemaker to take care of.
However, rounding the corner towards the main chamber, Jason realized that he may not have to deal with it. Lisa, his good girl, was already on top of things.
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While Carl made his run for it, Don staggered to his feet, still holding onto his dislocated shoulder. His wide, frightened eyes locked on Lisa, at first taking in her small, naked form and thinking about how nice it would have been to bed her down. But those sinful thoughts were quickly scrubbed from his head when he saw the deadly and infamous blade in her small hand and the look of outright fury on her face.
"Take a good look around... Don, was it?" Lisa seethed, pointing the machete at him, "Because you're never leaving this labyrinth!"
"What the fuck? Y-you crazy bitch!"
Don yelped as the naked girl advanced on him, swinging the machete. The blade cut into the side of the larger boy's chest, causing him to momentarily buckle over with a pained cry. Looking around, he made a dash for Jason's weapon stockpile, literally willing to take anything that he could hold with his working hand. Before he could grab onto a small hatchet, Lisa brought the machete down on his forearm, slicing through the muscle and tendons and even into the bone. An evil smile crossed her lips as the boy shouted in agony, then she wrenched the blade out of his flesh.
With both of his arms rendered useless, Don kicked Lisa in the ribs, sending the smaller girl stumbling backwards a few steps with a pained grunt. His heart was pounding in his chest when he heard Carl scream in agony further down the tunnels. Jason, he must have caught his friend before he could escape! Now Don realized that he was going to die in here. Even if he made it past this crazy naked girl, surely Jason would tear him to shreds by his bare hands alone.
"K-killed... by a hot naked chick..." he gulped, unwittingly backing up into the dirt wall behind him.
Laughing sensually, Lisa licked her lips, "I appreciate the complement, but my boyfriend wouldn't like hearing you talking to me in that way. He's a bit jealous and very protective."
They both turned their heads, seeing Jason's hulking form emerge from around the corner, dragging what was left of Carl behind him. Already the massive brute's chest heaved with his heavy breath. The boy had gotten too good of a look at Lisa's naked body for his liking. Frozen by horror, Don could barely even struggle as the girl blinded him with two well placed machete strikes to his eyes before driving the blade through his chest. It pierced through the boy's back and into the dirt wall behind him, leaving him pinned in place as he twitched and spasmed in the final throws of death. Lisa was sprayed with a spurt of blood from his chest, mostly covering her face and shoulders. She took in a few deep breaths, admiring her handiwork, then smiled at Jason.
Jason felt his chest swell with pride. He had taught her well. Dropping Carl's body on the ground with an unceremonious 'clump', the giant approached his girl, anxiously checking her over to make sure she was unharmed. A frown crossed his face when he saw the shoe print on Lisa's ribs and the dark purple bruise that was already forming. That bad boy had kicked her! He leveled a glare to the lifeless body stuck to the wall, growling at him.
"Shhhh... Jason, it's alright. I'm not hurt." Lisa whispered, soothingly.
She reached up for his face, gently averting his gaze from Don's motionless, bleeding body back down to her. Jason closed his functioning eye and breathed the equivalent of a sigh of relief, pulling his girl in close and embracing her. The heat within Lisa's body blazed once again, especially when the killer's bloody hands began to caress her back, shoulders and even found their way down to her rear. He could already hear her breathing pick up and it wasn't long until she was kissing and licking every scar on his chest that she could reach, working her way down. Looking up at him with that lustful, mischievous glint in her eye, she guided Jason to back up until he hit the dirt wall on the other side. Before Jason could pick her up and take her back to the bed so that they could finish what they had started, Lisa shook her head.
"Mhmmm... nope. Not yet. It's my turn to get what I want first! You just settle back and relax."
His curiosity aroused, Jason obeyed her commands and removed his hands from the girl, though he never once took his eyes off her body. Lisa licked her lips once more, slowly falling to her knees while trailing her hands along his chest scars. An animalistic groan came from Jason's throat when he felt her lick and tease the sensitive underside of his swollen shaft. He leaned back as far into the wall as he could, gazing anxiously at her. His breath became quick and ragged once she took him in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip of his cock and sucking gently, moaning as she did. He just tasted so good!
Jason's hips began to sway in motion with her movements, causing the pressure within him to rise. Seeing the blood smeared all over her body just excited him that much more and he knew he wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. Just as he had done earlier with her, she artfully used her tongue to stimulate and torture him, but held back just enough so that he wouldn't get his release too early. In the position he was in, it would have been difficult to torture his girl back. (Sly little she-devil, no wonder she wanted to taste him so badly!) So, he consigned to merely enjoy himself, moaning from the immeasurable pleasure she gave him.
Finally, Lisa took him in fully as he came, giving one last suck before swallowing his gift. She took it upon herself to clean him up, lapping up the last bit of his seed from his softened member. Her hands gently stroked the inside of his muscular thighs and while he was distracted, she gave him a love bite, causing him to let out a grunt in surprise. Jason smiled as much as he deformed features would allow, running his large hands across the girl's shoulders. Now she had left HER mark upon him, forever claiming him as her own. Lisa kissed the fresh bite mark before standing up.
Jason didn't even let her utter a word before he took her in his arms so that they were level with each other. It wasn't clear who was pulling who into a ravenous, passionate kiss, but it was obvious that it didn't matter to them. Lisa parted her lips, allowing him access to explore her mouth with his tongue. Moaning, she did the same to him in return as he carried her to the bed and laid her down on her back. Carefully, Jason climbed on top, making sure not to accidentally crush her beneath his mass. They parted for air, their uneven, quick breathing is sync with each other and already he could feel himself getting hard again. The intoxicating scent of her luscious wetness was about to drive him into a wild frenzy. He wanted her more than anything else.
"Wait Jason," Lisa pleaded, before he slipped past the point of no return, "Would you like to try something new? I think you'll like it"
New? Jason cocked his head to the side. He had enjoyed some of the other positions his girl had taught him. Eagerly, he nodded. Smiling seductively and giving him another kiss on the deformed half of his face for good measure, Lisa turned around so that she was on her hands and knees with her backside facing him. Unsure what to do at first, Jason knelt down and trailed his hands along her back, enjoying the silky smooth feel of her skin. It was a bit unusual, since normally he would be looking at his girl's face during sex. Still, he was determined to puzzle it out. Mostly, Jason was concerned about accidentally crushing the girl under his girth by mounting her in this manner.
"Don't be shy." she encouraged, glancing over her shoulder.
It was a great show of trust on her part, since she would be handing most of the control to Jason. While he may have been unintentionally rough with her when he was first learning, Jason had been obedient, listening to her instructions and remembering her personal limits. And after all the torture she put him through earlier, she figured that he had earned getting to be the one in control for tonight.
Once Jason settled into the idea of taking her from behind, he found her slick opening after exploring with his tip and thrust himself inside, holding onto her hips to keep her in place and steady himself. Lisa gasped as he began to move in and out of her, closing her eyes. The feeling of having him inside of her again, filling her completely, mere words couldn't describe it. It hurt, but in the best way possible. She could hear his animalistic grunts quicken as he began to practically ride her.
Now Jason wished that she had introduced him to this sooner. Sure, he had seen some of the many couples he slaughtered make love in this way but he had never even considered it himself. Not only did it grant easy access to the soft, tender flesh of her hips and butt, but her back was completely exposed as well and if he were to lean forward, he'd be able to reach her neck and shoulders. He felt dominant, in control, powerful, and he liked it!
"Harder, Jason... please."
More than happy to oblige her plea, Jason leaned forward to give himself a better angle, digging his nails into her skin as he pounded away at her luxurious, tight wetness. When she let out a slight yelp, he eased up on his grip, not wanting to hurt her. He'd have to be gentle, since her ribs were sore from where that bad boy had kicked her. Now only using one hand to steady himself, Jason used the other to trace patterns on the girl's back, moving his way down to her breasts. Lisa gasped and threw her head back, feeling a whole new level of stimulation. She could already feel herself contracting around his powerful hardness. He was driving her insane in the best way imaginable. Jason was nearly on top of the girl, his head right next to hers, nipping on her ear.
"Jason..." she pleaded, with another smile, "This side is a little uneven."
Lisa gestured with her head, knowing full well that he was looking for an empty spot to leave another love bite on her. As he bit down, scarring her pale skin, he finally released, filling her with his warm seed. While still inside her, Jason gently turned her over onto her back, getting in a few last thrusts before pulling out. He wanted to look upon her face, that contented, blissful expression only he had the power to give to her. She moaned sleepily, gazing up at him. Slowly, he lowered his head between her legs, refusing to let any of her remaining juices go to waste. When he was finished, Lisa lightly ran her hand across his midsection, delighting in his involuntary twitching and huffing laugh. She still couldn't get over how ticklish Jason was. Still, he didn't make any move to stop her.
It wasn't long before they both panted and collapsed completely from their blissful exhaustion.
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Looking around the chamber tiredly, she realized that they probably should have dealt with the bodies waiting to be burned. Come to think of it, a very long shower was probably in order as well. Lisa sighed contently, snuggling closer to Jason and just accepted the fact that they'd have to worry about it in the morning. Besides, the two of them were too comfortable to even consider moving! He had his back to the wall and she had her back to him, feeling his soothing body heat all the way down her naked skin. They had the covers pulled up over them and the girl rested her head on Jason's shoulder, using him for her pillow. A slight giggle escaped from Lisa's mouth when she heard Jason's gentle snores from behind her. He was completely out, clutching her to his chest the way a child would cling to a beloved stuffed animal. Ready to let sleep take her, Lisa settled in, grasping Jason's muscular arms with her small hands.
"I'll need to play that game with you more often." she muttered to herself, dreamily as she gave one last adoring glance to the sleeping giant holding her, "Jason... catch me if you can."
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Author's Notes:: *blushes* This was pretty much my first time writing/posting genuine smut. It's kind of a new experience for me but one I enjoyed doing, to be perfectly honest. If you don't like that sort of thing... well, I gave you plenty of fair warning! If you do, glad we're on the same page.
This takes place a few days after my other fan-chapter Fever Pitch. I don't think murder has been this warm, fuzzy, and generous. I don't know, maybe I'm finally starting to really rebel against my prudish upbringing. *shrug* Lesson to be learned here, just take the ten bucks and the case of beer! For some reason, the idea of Jason Voorhees killing someone while stark, raving naked just appeals to me. It puts him in a situation we've never really seen him in before, where he's exposed, vulnerable, and you might even think to yourself that you've got a shot at being victorious against him. ...Then you realize what an idiot you were once that giant hand squeezes your neck and knocks your lights out! Lisa... his "good girl" is no pushover either. She's just as willing to enter the fray as he is. (In fact, most of the time, Jason struggles to keep her OUT of the fight!)
