Chapter 5:

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You wake up the next morning in Chucky's embrace you try getting up but he grumbles in protest "hey where ya think you're going?" he says pulling you back down "I need to piss and maybe shower" "why don't I join you doll?", you couldn't resist his charm you get up and walk into the bathroom with Chucky following in behind. You start taking your clothes off you get in and turn the shower on "fuck me that's cold" you say as the water starts "well I have an idea of how to warm things up in here" he responds while getting in. He's behind you and pulls you in closer "your hands are just as cold as the damn water" you say to him somewhat annoyed by the cold "relax doll you're about to warm up real quick". His hands make their way to your breasts giving them a light squeeze which earned him a moan the bathroom quickly became steamy. You turn around so that you could face him you put your hand on his cheek and start caressing him tears start to fill your eyes as you stare into those beautiful blue eyes Nica's eyes you miss her so much it's sometimes hard to look at him. "Hey hey it's alright" he brings your body in closer to his for a hug you can sense Nica is present you relax into his embrace "I I am sorry" you say "it's ok you don't have anything to be sorry for" "I like you but I miss Nica too and I feel shitty for it" "there's no reason for you to feel shitty you miss her" he responds while rubbing soothing circles on your back. You began to calm down as his hands started wandering up and down your body, he pushes you against the shower wall and you kiss him hungrily he has a tight grip on your hair as your tongue makes its way down to his cunt, he's wet. He pushes your head farther into himself you speed up your pace "fuck you're such a good little whore" you can feel him getting closer you move one hand up to one of his breasts giving it a light squeeze that sent him over the edge and he released all over your face you lick up every drop of him. You get off of your knees and help him balance, he has you pinned against the wall not letting go of your hands he placed hungry bites along your throat which you're sure are gonna leave marks later but you don't care cause you're enjoying this moment he's teasing you with his fingers you squirm which makes him smirk "please Charles I need you" "you need me to do what doll?" "I need you to fuck me". He didn't hesitate and shoved two fingers inside of you with ease then he eventually made his way to his whole fist. A wave of pleasure hits you as he finds your good spot he took one of your nipples into his mouth and starts sucking on it. You came to your climax and collapsed against the wall and deep sigh of relief leaving your lips as you slide down to the floor. "Are you alright?" He ask's empathetically "yeah that's just my first time being fisted you're so fucking good" "you aren't bad yourself kid" he gives you a wink before helping you off the floor. He rubs the soap over your body gently before soaping himself up you're both covered in soap now, you rinse your body off and then grab the shampoo you "accidentally" drop the bottle you slowly bend down to pick it up he gives your ass a smack and you moan from the pleasure "you did that on purpose didn't you? You can't resist me can you" "maybe maybe not" you wink at him and he pulls you in for another passionate kiss. You put the shampoo on him first and then yourself you give his head a light massage he seems to be enjoying this he returns the favor back to you. Once you're both rinsed off you turn the shower off and get out you put on one of Chucky's dress shirts you stole and put it on it's a little big for you but you've always preferred bigger shirts. Chucky puts on a white tank top and short Jean shorts. You look in the mirror and notice the hickeys starting to form on your neck "fuck now I got hickeys" "I want everyone to know you're mine" Chucky says while putting his hands on your hips "we should get going before Tiffany gets suspicious" "don't worry doll she loves you just as much as I do yes we're married but the whole three way thing works" he reassures you. You and chucky walk out of the bathroom there's no sign of Tiff you look around for her but you notice a note on the bedside table that says "Sweetfaces I had to go run a few errands I'll be back with breakfast in a little bit enjoy your shower xox Tiff with a heart". Chucky lights up a cigarette and hands you the pack you take one out and he lights it up for you. You take a deep inhale before letting it out you're still puzzled on the fact that Tiff and Chucky are so into you you've never done anything like this before you didn't know if it's just an act their putting on until they decide to kill you. "I can tell something's on your mind wanna talk about it?" "I just don't understand why you haven't killed me yet" "Y/N I am not gonna harm or kill you you're stuck with Tiff and I", that seemed to calm you down the racing thoughts stopped for now. You put your cigarette out and decide to close your eyes for a bit. You're back in the Alleyway you see the lifeless bodies of the three victims in front of you, you can't move, you try to scream but nothing comes out. You jolt up from the couch from the nightmare of that day, the chair across from the couch is empty there's no signs of either tiff or Chucky, you get up from the couch rubbing your eyes. You grab the gun out of the drawer next to the bed and put it in the waistband of your sweatpants. You grab a cup of coffee and walk outside you start to pace around your anxiety spiking due to the absence of Tiffany and Chucky. You take a sip of your coffee and sit down on the steps, you felt your phone vibrate and saw it was Tiff and you pick it up immediately. "Hey sweetface Chucky and I went shopping but we'll be back in about 20 minutes" "I am glad to hear from you" "is everything alright Y/N?" "yeah I am ok just tired" "alright well hang tight and we'll be back soon". Tiffany hung up and you went back inside you felt calmer after hearing her voice. You go back to the couch and close your eyes again. you hear the door burst open and you jump behind the couch and take the gun out and peak from behind the couch. You see nothing so you cautiously go to the door and lock it you make your way to the kitchen and see nothing still, you check the bathroom next and still nothing. You look in the mirror and sigh thinking to yourself am I going fucking crazy. You felt a hand on your shoulder you grab the gun again and aim it at the intruder "woah Y/N hey it's me Chucky it's ok let's put the gun down". He takes the gun from you and you let out a laugh due to the shock "Sorry you just startled me is all" "are you sure you're ok?" "Yeah I will be" "do you even know how to use this?" He asks "well I mean I think, I did shoot like three people" he gives you a sly smirk "the safety's on" you rolled your eyes at him and walked out of the bathroom "well maybe you should teach me" you say with a wink. You walk into the kitchen to find Tiffany baking. "Hey sweetfaces is everything ok?" "Yeah just scared Y/N over here" "you do tend to have that affect on people Chucky" Tiffany replies with a smirk "come here doll" He says to her. He pulls Tiffany away from the counter and brings her in for a passionate kiss "you too sweetface" she says while motioning for you to come over which you comply. She wraps her hands around your waist and pulls you closer so your lips are inches from each other "am I making you nervous Y/N?" "N no" you stutter as her hand made its way into your pants. Chucky nipped at your ear which made you moan from pleasure. Tiffany got your pants and underwear off while chucky took your shirt and bra off. She inserted two fingers into you with ease slowly pumping in and out. Chucky took your breasts in his hands and started playing with your nipples he left hungry kisses up and down your neck. Tiffany kissed you passionately your tongues fighting for dominance, she quickened her pace and you came on her fingers she licked them seductively which made you turned on even more. Chucky pushed you onto the counter accidentally knocking over some flour in the process, your head is spinning as you're still recovering from your orgasm he takes one of your nipples into his mouth as he puts two fingers inside you he doesn't start slow he's fast and quick not slowing down. He replaces his fingers with his tongue and it wasn't long till you came again. You grab a handful of the flour that fell "you better not do whatever I think you're gonna with that flour" Chucky says, you throw the flour onto Chucky "you little shit" he responds while brushing the flour off of his clothes. You smirk as you get off the counter and start putting your clothes back on, the ding of the oven going off made you jump a little. Tiffany goes to the oven and takes a cake out and sets it onto the counter. After Tiffany was done frosting it you go over to it to get a closer look, Chucky shoves your face into it and lets out his signature laugh you were furious. "Revenge is a bitch ain't it doll" "you asshole you just ruined perfectly good cake" you respond Tiffany is laughing too she wasn't pissed like you thought she would be. She walks over to you and licks some of the frosting off your face "mhm that's delicious Chucky". Tiffany takes the remaining cake and starts throwing it at Chucky and that turned into a big food fight. The food fight then turned into an intense make out session between the three of you. You pull away from them a wave of anxiety starting to hit you. You take a deep breath and relax as Tiffany puts a hand on your shoulder. "Are you alright?" She says to you but you just nod your head and proceed to clean up in silence. Sensing your mood Tiffany and Chucky walk out of the kitchen giving you space. You don't understand what this feeling is you're having a great time with them but you still have some sense of dread like they could still decide to kill you at any moment.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 18, 2023 ⏰

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