~Request~Masky x Reader x Hoodie -LEMON:PT.1-

A/N~ Wow, I hate Sta.sh so much... =_= at least I can still use t to write the stories and then copy and paste 'em. Anyways, this was a request from before April Vacation ended for me. Here we go, another lemon... Once this gets sexual, this is what I'll be like XD ----> :headsmash: Also, i'm making this in two parts only because I've got a fuck ton of homework..... Sorry, I'll shut the fuck up and write... X.X
----------------
What a week! Hunting, killing, so much tense. You were sore and your body was covered in various areas with bruises and scars. You needed something to relax you, and clear out your mind. And you knew exactly what would do the trick.

A warm, relaxing, and calming bubble bath. No matter how immature it seemed for your league, you could go for one. Walking into the bathroom, you shut the door behind you and stripped from your blood dressed clothes. You set the apparel onto the sink counter and filled the tub with warm steaming water, finishing it off with a well amount of soap. "Ahh," You cooed with a long smile of relaxation, reclining yourself down into the settled water.

You slowly slid and rested your head on the wall, shutting your eyes and and taking in a deep breath. You felt was the water soothed your cuts and splashed calmly against your bruises.

Just as the relaxation got to you completely, you heard a knock on the bathroom door but before you were able to ask who it was, you heard a voice retort; "I said I was going to knock brick head!". Automatically, you knew who it- Well, they were. Slenderman's two devoted proxies; Masky and Hoodie.

"Uhh, what do you two want?" You asked, squeaking a little as you stood up in the bathtub and pulled the drain. Quickly, you stepped out of the disappearing water and reached out for a towel, wrapping it around your bare torso. Looking in the mirror before you opened the door, you sighed in little irritation. You'd been pretty excited to get some time alone and enjoy the quietness of the bathing, but not even that was possible at the Creepypasta manor.

There was still silence on the other side of the door as you slowly opened it just an inch and peered out, raising an eyebrow to see the two of them instantly turn and face you. "Go..." Hoodie growled, shifting behind Masky as if he was suddenly self-conscious of seeing you with only a towel to hide what was under.

About to slam shut the door in annoyance of the two pesters, you saw as Masky gripped the door and pushed it back, making you widen your eyes and jump back, alarmed and shocked. "Wh-what the hell are you two morons-"

As you began to shout in your enraged manner, Masky's hand was quickly placed over your mouth and your glistening (e/c) eyes quickly glared over towards Hoodie who slowly entered behind the two of you. "Quiet, we don't want to alert the others." Masky sneered seductively, slowly turning his head to face Hoodie and back at you.

'Oh fuck me, what the hell are these two fucktards trying to pull on me this time?!' You thought as your eyes flung back and forth between looking at the two who just barged into your once calm aura. You took in a breath and showed yourself slowly untensing your broad shoulders, hinting you would stop yelling if he'd retreat his hand. Reading your motion, Masky took his hand from your lips, only to place it to the small arc in your back. "May I ask why you two are trying to hit me up again?!" You whispered yet with a stern tone mixturized in your voice.

Maksy smirked under his mask and pulled you closer as you felt the heat radiating from his body to envelope around your 50% nude figure. Although you expected some sort of answer as to why the hell he held you so provocatively, and why Hoodie wasn't trying to help you from the situation, the two stayed silent except for occasional sneers and chuckles. After what seemed like a life-time full of quietness, Masky finally said in an airy voice; "Shh,"

''Shh'? All he says is 'shh'?? WHERE THE FUCK IS MY ANSWER?!' You thought you placed both tightly clenched fists onto his chest, starting to pound your knuckled against his chest, sounding as if it was hollow. "Masky," You began but blinked and glared from the corner of your eye to see Hoodie leaning on the wall looking like a kid waiting for his turn with the toy. "tell me why you're in here, holding me half naked or I swear I will punch that mask right off you face!" You said, not giving two shits whether you whispered or not.

Your brows stitched together as you glared up and him, crossing your arms as you leaned as far away from him as much as possible. "Hoodie," He glanced over his shoulder as the follower sighed and nodded, slouching over and reaching to lock the door of the bathroom.

"HEY, WHAT THE-" As you began to scream on the top of your lungs and almost escape from Masky, you mouth was blocked with Masky's cold hand yet again and Hoodie approached behind him.

Wide eyed, you felt you back smash up against the wall and your head hit against the cupboard above you. 'Dammit...' You thought, the back of your head slowly beginning to ache with a pummeling feel. Your wrists were tightly held over head and your major migraine was too much for you too bear as the towel, the only thing covering you up, slipped and fell to your feet.

Blushing crimson, you felt tears of embarrassment swell up in your (e/c) eyes, but no matter how much you wanted to grab it and hide yourself again, you couldn't. "Well, well, well. Aren't we naughty today, eh (f/n)?" Masky laughed sublimely, Hoodie fakely joining into the laughter.

Your mouth still covered with Masky's cross-crossed arms, you had no other option but to either bite him or kick him in his... Spot, you called it since you found yourself too young to think of such matters. It wasn't bad to do both, right? And both you did. Your teeth bared down tightly through his sweatshirt as you lifted one leg and kick him just perfectly.

Almost instantly, he dropped to the floor holding himself and ignoring your harsh bite mark. Smirking, you pulled the towel up and around you again and walked around as Hoodie fell to Masky's side and tried to help. "Goodbye, assholes." You remarked before placing a hand onto the lock and unlocked it, waiting for the sympathetic click of the door opening.

As you pulled onto the door, it wouldn't budge. You stood before the door dumbfounded and took a step back, perplexed as why it wouldn't open when the door only locked from the inside. Just as you inched away, you flinched and flew back to see you walked into Masky who looked directly at you. "I... How... What? The door only locks-"

Chaotically, Masky interrupted you with psychotic laughter, Hoodie sighing and hunched behind. "That's what you think. Now, we can have some real fun..." He said as his loud laughing calmed down.

Approaching you slowly, he slammed a fist just to the right of your hand and you flinched to the pounding sound of his knuckles meeting with the wooden door. You knew what he wanted... And it wasn't him alone...