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You ran through the halls and scampered through the random rooms, letting out small yelps. This was terrifying! Why was the man chasing you so fast?! You thought you finally found a place to rest for a few after ducking into a room. You attempted to catch your breath and went to open the next door, but were stopped by a force on the other side of door holding the knob. You were then startled by two hands slamming themselves against the glass window pane on the door. "Darling!" Eddie purred, tilting his head as he looked at you through the window. His gaze was so very fond, even through your night vision goggles. It was...unsettling. Why was he looking at you like he could eat you for lunch?
Wait...did he just call you darling? You were dumb enough to pause at the term of endearment in that moment, clinging to the smallest bit of affection. It disarmed you. The door then burst open, and you exclaimed a string of cuss words as you took off. (I know he finds another way inside in the actual game, but let me have this.) You should have turned and started running sooner. You were now mentally berating yourself for not doing so. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! "You don't need to run from me. I only want to love you..." Eddie announced from behind you as he chased you through the room. He hopped a table as you ran past one...and happened to hit your hip against it as you flew past and momentarily stumbled, letting out a pained hiss. "Ah-! Shit!" You yelled, clutching your side. Goddamit! That fucking hurt!
In those few seconds you paused, Eddie had somehow caught up to you. He wrapped his arms around you from behind and set his palms against your hips. "Oh no! Are you okay, my darling?" Eddie asked, hooking his chin over your shoulder. You felt his hands dig into your hips a little. "Oh...might I say you have lovely hips? They're quite nice. Good for birthing children." All the while, you were panicking and squirming in his arms. You were terrified of what was going to happen to you, even if you had no idea yet. "Please, my darling, calm down. I won't hurt you...not much, at least." When you started crying and begging for you life, he frowned. "Oh, no, no, no, darling. I think you misunderstood me...I won't kill you." He might eventually, but you didn't need to know that. "No crying. I'm going to make you better..."
You were normally far more put together mentally, or at least better at disassociating so you felt nothing, but today has been so long and you just started breaking down. You've come too far just to die to a man who's been chasing you for hours and caught you off guard with his affections cuz no one has shown you any type of kindness in weeks. Probably months. It wasn't fair! You felt embarrassed and stupid for even crying right now, and in front of him no less. You huffed and covered your face with your palms, sobbing as Eddie held you. "Shh, shh...it's okay. Your beloved won't kill you." Eddie assured you as you had your little episode. All this running around and crying, combined with your adrenaline wearing off, began to make your whole body feel heavy and your mind felt hazy.
You tried to fight your incoming drowsiness, but the man holding you was so warm...and when you briefly leaned into him to steady your shaky legs; he made a happy little hum deep in his throat that was way too cute. How dare he?! You glanced up at him, tilting your head back to give him an indignant glare. Eddie only grinned and gently wiped your tears away with the hand not cupping your injured hip. "Oh, darling...there you are. You are so, so positively beautiful..." He murmured to you. Damn, he had a nice voice...wait-ugh, NO! You would not get distracted right now! This man was literally clinically insane. "Lemme go..." You demanded weakly, trying to shimmy out of his grip.
Eddie chuckled and shook his head, then allowed himself to nuzzle into your neck. His arms tightened around your middle, refusing to let you go anywhere. "Oho, darling...I can't just let you go. Not now, or ever, really." You shook your head, a faint frown tugging at your lips. "Please-...let me go..." You begged, your exhaustion weighing down your movements. He lifted his head and smiled at you, then began collecting and lifting you in his arms. Bridal style, of course! Only the best for you, his future bride. "Awe, what lovely manners, but no. I'm sorry, my darling. Now come along, would you? You look like you could use a nap!" You set your hands on his chest- damn, nice tits- and attempted to push yourself away from him with your leverage against him.
...it didn't work. Obviously it didn't work. This man was too strong. "M'fine! I don't need rest, I need you...to put me down." You protested, still trying to gain your freedom. "No, you don't. All you need is me, and some good rest. Oh, would you like me to hold you while you sleep as well, darling? I think that would be lovely. Sleeping intertwined together...so romantic~!" He was rambling now. "Ah, just imagine it. You, your lovely body, pressed against mine. Wouldn't you like that, dear? You seem so drained and tired. Oh, you poor thing. You're so lucky I found you before those other sick sadistic sluts. I'll protect you..." Yap yap yap yap yap! He was boring you to sleep...literally. Your eyes fell shut against your will as the big spooky man carried you down the hall.
Once he finally realized you were asleep and quieted down, he sighed, though he hardly minded you dozing off on him. He was honored that you even fell asleep in his arms to begin with, especially after putting up such a fight. He knew you'd relent eventually though, and so he remained patient. And it's paid off now that he has his sweet, you, cradled in his arms. Oh, how he adored you already...