A roommate

She didn't run, but walked into her room, she knew that that would make him just chase her. She didn't know what was it that made her feel so uncomfortable around him. She went to the bathroom, to freshen up.

He had kept his distance following her to her room. When she closed the door he walked towards it. Waiting for some minutes when he opened the door making no noise. He than turned to close the door wich made a slight sound she probably should have heard it.

She walked out of the bathroom, wondering about the noise. She saw Deathstroke standing there. "What are you doing in my room, usually people knock before entering." She tried to keep calm.

He grinned shaking his head. ''But sweet cakes, I never got any chance to get to know you..'' He walked closer to her pushing her against the wall. He moved his hand on her inner thigh. ''..Better.'' He smirked leaning his head closer to her.

She tensed up as she hit the wall. "And you are not going to." She said removing his hand from her thigh, and slipping under his arm again. She opened the door. "Please leave."

He smirked as she got away from him. He shook his head. ''Too bad I wasn't planning on leaving yet'' He slapped her in the face. Pulling her hair and turning her arround making her slam into the wall. ''On way or another, Your choice.'' He whispered in her ear as he placed his knee's against hers. He bit her neck before kissing it. Making his hand go under her dress.

She was surprised when he slapped her, and she accidently made the door close.She breathed heavily as he slammed her int the wall. She snarled as she pushed herself off the wall as hard as she could, kicking him away from her. She kneed him in the groin and slammed his head in her knee before letting him fall to the floor. "Just know that I will fight back."

He groaned once she kneed him. He wore a cup but the woman was surely stronger than the others he had met. He wanted to punch her but before he could his head was slammed against her knee. He fell down. Taking his head groaning loud. ''Wouldn't have expected anything less from a woman like you..'' He groaned. Trying to sit up. He managed to grab her ankle and pulled her down as well. He turned around and sat on top of her. Holding her hands above her head pushing her legs down with his own.

He had grabbed her injured foot, and she winced in pain as she was pulled to the floor. He was ontop of her now, pinning her down. She bared her theeth and started to struggle, trying to get him to release his hold on her so she could somehow get free. She glared up at him her eyes full of hate.

He smirked at the sight of the struggling woman. Letting his left hand travel down. He held her arms up with his other hand. Letting his left hand slid under her dress. ''Oh no underwear.'' He laughed. ''Hah! What a catch.'' He let his finger on her clit. Massaging it rough. Winking at her.

Her eyes narrowed at him when he started rubbing her. She gathered all her strenght manging to get her other arm free and punching him in the face hard, sending him back a bit. She used the moment to kick him away from her as she crawled to her feet. She was cornered near the window, the door was on the oposite wall, and he was right inbetween. She put her fists up, shaking from the adrenalin rush.

He grabbed his face with both hands and fell back when she kicked him. He looked up and clenched his teeth. ''You bitch!'' He yelled standing up. He pulled out a knife. ''One or another, Too bad you chose the other way.'' He grabbed her wrist. Pulling her closer. He held the knife against her neck.

She breathed heavily feeling the blade on her neck. She looked up at him. "What are you going to do with that?"

He grinned. ''Depends on what you do Pussycat, One wrong move and your pretty face will no longer be on that body of yours.'' He took her chin with his other hand. ''Your choice.'' He winked smirking widely.

She felt shivers go down her spine. She avoided his eyes and just kept her eyes looking forward. "Do it then." She said coldly relaxing her body.

He raised an eyebrow. But than smiled sly. ''That is a sweet girl.'' He kissed her cheek. Lifting up her dress Reviling her muscular stomach. He noticed she still had a bra on. He grinned. ''No panties but bra's you are one different girl.''

She felt her cheeks blush. She closed her eyes, clenching her hand into a fist. "Just get it over with."

He noticed her blush. ''What is wrong? You shy?'' He brushed her cheek smiling widen. He got on top of her. Kissing her lips hard. He zipped open his costume. Taking it off. He smirked. Letting his hands go to the opening of her bra. He got it off with one click. Throwing her bra in the corner he looked at her breasts with a sly smile. Letting His hands squeeze them. He than let one hand travel down to her clit again massaging her. He let hsi other hand squeeze her butt.

She stayed silent. She bit her lip frowning slightly not wanting to show him she had kind of enjoyed his massaging her. Though it was pointless seeing she was getting wet. She kept her eyes closed, not wanting to see his face.

Her grinned. Taking off his underwear he moved inside of her. Thrusting into her. He groaned. Letting his knife slid down to her left breast. He smirked. Marking her with a X on her left breast. Making her scream as the blood dripped down.

It didn't feel nice when he entered her, but she tried to relax. Her eyes opened suddenly when he cut her, she screamed. She looked at him angrily. "Why did you do that?!" She asked propping herself up and touching the cut on her breast, soaking her hand in blood.

He laughed. ''That is too mark the women I've had, So I won't fuck the same cheep twice.'' He smirked. ''Now just shut up..And...Enjoy?'' He grinned. Kissing her hard. He thrusted into her faster. Breaking the kiss.

She wanted to punch him so bad now. He kissed her and she resisted the urge to bite his tongue off. He hurt her when he went faster, she started to whimper. She closed her eyes again and bit her lip not wanting to give him the satisfaction of hearing how much it hurt her.

He grinned amused by the fact that she started to whimper. He felt that he was about to reach his climax. He pulled out of her and let his business go over her body. He pulled his boxers back on and his suit. ''That was fun eh?'' He smirked turning arround he walked out of the room closing the door behind him.

She felt disgusted. She wiped the cum off of her with her dress and crawled fast to the door, snapping it locked. She sat her back against the door, hugging her knees. She wanted to cry, but wasn't going to allow herself to. She got up, feeling sore in her private parts. She went into the shower, scrubbing her skin raw. She leaned her head against the cold tiles of the shower and let her tears come. When she was done she turned the shower off and got out. She wrapped a towel around her body and laid down on the bed, closing her eyes as she fell asleep curled into a ball.