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THIS IS A POST FOR THE HALLOWEEN THING I WAS TALKING ABOUT giving it to ya'll early cus i can't wait until october to actually post it

TW FOR KNIVES N BLOOD 🏃‍♀️

imagine going to a costume party in the 80's, dressing up as a slutty, revealing outfit just so you could get everyone's attention. you went with some of your girlfriends who basically begged you to go, and tried convincing you to go because hot guys were going to be there, so of course you agreed.

when you finally showed up, everyone was wearing something and practically already drunk and high on whatever they were smoking. you all split up, trying to mingle with people. everyone you met were boring, so you decided it was time for a drink. you went over to the kitchen, grabbing a beer, while another hand grabbed one as well, you staring at the figure. you smiled at them, someone dressed up at ghost face. it was probably the most "accurate" halloween costume you've seen all night.

"you chose to dress up scary, huh?"

you chuckled, popping open your beer before actually deciding to talk to the other, "yeah, i guess so. thought it made sense," the voice coming from behind the mask sounded higher pitched and nervous, kinda like a pre-teen. it three you off guard a little bit, but there's not way he could be that young to be at a college party.

"what's your name?"

"er- Kirk,"

he was hesitant, but you just shrugged it off, "why do you sound so nervous? did something happen?" you asked, getting closer to him, bodies accidentally rubbing up against eachother. he paused for a long moment before answering, "oh uh- no, no. you just look really nice.... that's all." he said a little sarcastically, you crossing your arms, looking up at him.

"sooooo.. are you saying i don't actually look good, Kirk?"

"wh- no!! i really do like it- looks hot, that's all,"

you couldn't hide the rosiness from your cheeks, Kirk getting closer, extending an arm around your waist and pulled you even closer, walking with you like a guard dog.

"can we get a room?"

you laughed at how straight to the point he was, but you agreed, him taking you to an empty room, locking the door. he hesitated to take his mask off, but he did, showing how much of a literal angel he was underneath.

"sorry, should i put it back on?"

he immediately pulled it on by the jaw dropped look you were giving him, the rest of him shirtless with only boxers on. you stripped as well, only staying in your bra and panties.

he got on the bed, you immediately straddling him, grinding against his knee, his hands slithering up your body to land on your hips, squeezing at the flesh that spilled out of his fingers.

he pulled himself out of his boxers, slapping the tip against your thigh, "can i put it in?" he asked before you hummed in approval. he didn't waste any time before burying the tip inside your seeping cunt, him throwing his head back as he let out a relieved, loud groan.

"mmh.. so wet. fuck yourself on my dick, baby.."

while you were doing that, he pulled out a pocket knife, immediately getting startled because you thought he was going to murder you, but he was softly teasing your skin with it. soon enough starting to lightly press down, carving "kh" into the flesh of your thigh. when he did, you were whimpering and whining at the blade. he ripped the mask of, him already looking fucked out.

you two were going pretty slow and he couldn't take it anymore, ripping you off of him and putting you onto your back, forcing your legs open before going down on you without any warning. you were squirming and moaning at the touch, gripping at his curly hair, pushing him down and thrusting your hips up.

he chuckled at your desperation, him closing his eyes before sucking harshly around your clit, earning a few high pitched gasps and name moans from you. the slurping sounds were getting louder and messier before you came in his mouth.

your legs were shaking and involuntarily closed when he pulled away, him wiping his mouth. he bent down to lick over the blood on your thigh before he kissed you.

"so good, felt so good.."

he said softly before laying next to you. you felt bad for not making him cum, so you decided to blow him too, just to return the favor. the fast pace made him whine, pushing your head down softly before immediately shooting his load down your mouth. you choked a little but then brought your head back up to rest your head on his chest.

you had a fun time, and maybe you should listen to your friends more often. you two both passed out soon after that, Kirk holding you close and bringing a blanket to cover the both of you.

hi, luv! (if people notice me, no you don’t i’m everywhere) can you write sucking off load era kirk, i was watching the 1997 live in salt lake city and i’m quaking!! 🥲 thank you, sweets! <3

uhhhm.... YES!! because just look how FINE this man is in this era with his piercing and everything.. RAAAAHHHH!!!!!!! (i need him & '96 Jason too bad 💔) this man was such a menace too oh good lord 🙏

honestly, sucking this man off ESPECIALLY in this era would be SUCH a fucking DREAM im telllinggggg you. this man could literally fuck you silly just by a blow job it's crazy.

at first he'd be a little slow, just making sure you can handle yourself and then he'd be like, "good job, princess.. taking all of it like a good girl," while taking a second to catch his breath before shoving you all the way down on him, hand in your hair so hard he's making knots and his left on your throat, feeling his dick poke out.

everytime you bob your head down if you close your eyes, he'll give you two light slaps (basically taps) on your cheek saying, "cmon, gotta look at me, baby." and "yeah, right there.. atta girl.." when you look up and start making eye contact again. he'll start to get comfortable again and lean his head back, groaning, letting the rumbles come out of his throat.

when you start to finally slow down and use your hands on him more, he just looks down at you, head tipped to the side as he softly caresses your cheek.

"gettin' tired already, baby?"

"let me help,"

he'd smile all genuine before putting both hands on your head and starts fucking your mouth like it's a different hole. he's in balls deep as you can barely take it, gagging around him as drool seeps out of your mouth, lubricating his dick even more mixing with his precum.

the vibration from your moans are enough to make him finish and end his high, he's pretty much just getting off at the sight of you now. you try to steady yourself by putting your hands on his thighs but he's already done before you can get another breath in.

yanking your head back, he jerks himself off for a second before painting your face with himself. it's going in all different directions while he's giving you slight whines and grunts with his head tipped back.

his hips jerk up for a moment before he looks back at you, giving a cocky smile, "hah.. shit- looks like you had a fun time, heh?" and "thank you baby, fuck you were so good," he'd grin and kiss you on the lips softly before getting up to go get a wash cloth to clean you up.