Well, no, he wasn't inside of her yet but oh he would be. He stood in front of her and smirked. What a fine mess she'd gotten herself into now. A second story window isn't conducive for jumping out of and with his uncanny ability to lock doors automatically she was trapped, in her bedroom, with no place to go, as she already seemed to realize judging by her lack of effort to try and escape.
Gotcha.
As he approached her, she backed up. The smell of death began to fill the room, her nostrils, her very being. Her head spun, consciousness leaving her like the last piece of driftwood beside a drowning man. Soon she was between him and the bed, her knees bent ever so slightly over the edge. So this was his plan all along and she'd played into it like a pawn on a chessboard. How stupid of her! Though she hadn't prayed, or even been to church in a very long time, she began to pray silently as she forced herself to hold his cold and dark blue eyed stare.
Silly girl. Didn't she know he could read her mind? "There is no need to pray to a god that doesn't listen to you. He doesn't fucking care what happens to you! Your god is hopeless to stop me. I AM GOD NOW!" And with that she finally lost it, her mind blacking and she fainted back onto the bed. Her arms and legs splayed, and somewhere, deep down inside she hoped whatever he was going to do he'd do it quickly.
All this screaming and yelling had gotten him, ahem, excited. Seeing her fall to the bed in complete submission, her will finally broken was just icing on the cake really. Slowly, carefully, he started at the end of the bed and climbed up until his slight form covered hers. She groaned and writhed beneath him, shaking her head as she slowly came to. One ungloved hand was playing in her hair, and one razor-sharp blade was pressed to her throat. His breath was cold and lifeless against her neck as she struggled under his full weight. "Sssh, if I were you I wouldn't be moving too much"
After all, he was sick, twisted, and crazy but he wasn't a necrophiliac. Had to give him some credit.