Johnny Sawyer thoughts wowoeeww
Warnings kidnapping/held captive (!), gn reader, blood, blade/knife, possessiveness, readers tied up, predator/prey, violence
Johnny who ties you up on the floor of his shack eyeing you like prey. His gaze feels intimidating and humiliating, making you feel small. He slowly walks toward you, you scoot back until your back is tightly pressed against the wall. His hand slowly pulling his knife out carelessly pointing it at you just to see you squirm.
Johnny who doesn’t let his family hurt you, only he can do that. Hitchhiker snuck in his shack taking pictures of you while stabbing you with a dirty blade. You sobbed and yelled at nubbins just making him laugh and hop around excitedly. Johnny forcefully opened his shack door, anger coated on his face grabbing his brothers camera breaking it making nubbins upset threatening to tell Drayton, it looked like he could kill the other man if he wanted, roughly pushing him and grabbing his knife waving it around ushering him out of his shack.
Johnny who lets you clean him up after a kill. Eyes intensely watching your face not even glancing at what your hands are doing. A rag with warm water on it that turnt cold too quickly, rubbing gently at the blood scattered around him, not wanting to be too rough and him get angry. Even if he was relaxed currently under your touch he was unpredictable.
Johnny who lets you sleep on his bed when it gets cold. At first he didn’t even give you anything to cover up with, finally after you complained to him he tossed you a thin blanket. Luckily it didn’t get freezing in Texas like other places but it was still cold, definitely not warm enough to be on the floor. One night he tied your ropes to his bed frame, sitting you against the wall trapping you between it and him. A threat before he laid next to you laying a strong arm over your waist making sure his favorite victim wouldn’t escape. First night you haven’t shivered and had a good sleep. When it starts to get warmer outside he still lets you sleep with him, it becoming a normal thing.
Based off his voice line "yeah!! that's it hit me."
Johnny who loves when you try and fight back. He started getting upset with you when you started behaving, missing your frisky actions and words. When you slapped him across the cheek, or when you kicked at him not letting him get close which didn’t last long. When you would throw punches to his jaw, nose, around his face and torso leaving bruises. He smirked, a tent growing in his jeans with each throbbing pain you left behind.
