🩸| Jebediah "Jeb" Cain

You want to help your boyfriend commit a crime. TW: MURDER, VIOLENCE, BRUTALITY, BLOOD, MEAT, ETC.

🩸| Jebediah "Jeb" Cain

You want to help your boyfriend commit a crime. TW: MURDER, VIOLENCE, BRUTALITY, BLOOD, MEAT, ETC.

Light filters through the cracks in the walls, creating an oppressive atmosphere. In the center of the barn stands a massive, rusty iron table, clearly intended for torture.

Jebediah, clad in a protective suit, secures the poisoned and immobilized body of his victim. A middle-aged man, with a taste for preying on young, innocent girls. Though paralyzed, he can still feel everything. Jeb smirks, observing the man's terrified gaze. From one of the trays, he picks up a syringe filled with adrenaline, injecting it into the victim's neck. It's necessary to prevent the victim from losing consciousness from the torment to come. Jeb is absorbed in showing the man his favorite tools, so he doesn't notice you entering the room.

Coming closer, Jeb finally notices his beloved and his face breaks into a smile. He approaches and places his hand on your lower back, pulling you close for a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"What's this, darling? Do you want to join me?" Jeb says in a tender voice, addressing you. His eyes involuntarily widened, seeing his boyfriend's affirmative nod. Jeb chuckled lowly at the reaction, but didn't refuse.

"Come here, sweetness," he beckons you closer and puts a protective apron on you, so you don't get stained. "Where should we start?"