Slenderman | By : SableSilk Category: M through R > Marble Hornets Views: 2528 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: I don't own Marble Hornets. I don't own you or Slenderman. I do not own the Slenderman fandom and this story was not written for profit. Thanks go out to the friend who suggested the original story idea. You know who you are, this is entirely your fault. This chapter is a revamp of a one-shot that was touched as little as possible, enjoy.
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You pull under the overpass on the deserted highway to think. It is late and you just needed to get away from everything and drive. It's been ages since you've been behind the wheel and you're tempted to keep driving forever. Suddenly a lone headlight appears in your rear view mirror and you freeze. What's a cop doing out here? You wonder. You roll down your window and listen to the crunch of his boots on the gravel as he slowly approaches.
You realize something must be wrong, why would a motorcycle cop even be out on an abandoned part of the highway? He leans down as he reaches your car, ivory hands on the opening to your window. You look at him and know he's no cop, unless they've all started dressing like cheap strippers. Still, he is wearing a badge and a nameplate that identifies him as Officer S. Lenderman. "Step out of that car." He orders, his deep voice so smoky that you'd set the car on fire if he ordered you to.You obey, noticing how close he stands to you as you shut the door, giving you a good view his sculpted ivory chest behind his partially unbuttoned black shirt. "Is there a problem, officer?" You ask."You got any weapons on you?" He asks and you shake your head. "Hmm. You look like trouble, turn around, hands on the car and spread 'em." You obey and he starts to pat over your body, the pats turning into caresses that linger everywhere you want them to. He kneels down, his ivory white hands caressing your legs, rising up them as he straightens, one hand briefly feeling between your legs in a way that makes you wish he'd kept it there.Then one hand is caressing your head while the other drifts to the front of your jeans. He rumbles a sexy growl of approval over what he feels. "Mm, nice. But you know, that could be what I think it is, or it could be something dangerous. How about you press forward into my hand?" He says, cupping his fingers closed. "Good. Now ride." He says, that sensual mouth opening with a sigh of pleasure as you obey.He starts to kiss your neck, moving forward to pin you against the car as his mouth opens and a long black tongue snakes out. He flicks the tip against your neck as he takes his hand away, only to put his hand in your jeans when you cry out. "Shh. Enjoy the ride." He teases, his hand doing what you need it to, those fingers knowing exactly what pleases you the most and you feel your release come far too soon.He croons to you, turning you around to capture your mouth with his, that black tongue invading your mouth and you eagerly respond, thinking there has to be something about him because you're already wanting more of him even as his tongue starts to work in and out achingly slow. He pulls back with a grin, shedding his hat and shirt and crooks a finger to you.You go to him willingly, starting to trail eager kisses up and down that rock hard chest, applying suction and teasing licks from time to time. He growls with pleasure, dragging you close with tentacles that spring from his back and you can feel he's ready, but you move up to work that neck that will haunt your dreams, nipping and licking, drawing groans of pleasure out of him.He curses, tilting his head back, then looks at you, panting slightly. "Let's say we get your top off, just to be sure. He peels your shirt off, seemingly delighted with what he finds underneath. He grins hugely, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. "You know I missed you, right?" He asks, before capturing you in his arms and drawing you into a heated kiss. His hands start to roam feverishly over your body as if he's terrified this will be his last time to be with you.You realize at that point how much you love him, how much you need to show him that love so you snake a hand between your bodies and start to caress him through the material of his pants. He groans and starts to ride your hand, his hips bucking forward. "I take it you missed me too." He rasps.He sinks to his knees, dragging you with him, and you work on his belt, enjoying his ragged gasps of desire. Belt undone you work on engineering him out of his pants, and he's only too happy to oblige, though he nearly tears your clothes to shreds as he returns the favor. You're really in to mood to show him something special as he picks you up and carries you over to his motorcycle.He straddles the bike, bringing you down onto his lap, allowing you to feel his silky package between your legs. "You've missed me being inside you, haven't you?" He asks and you can only mewl helplessly as his tentacles start to teasingly slide around your legs towards your back, then slither down to explore. You yelp as one tip finds your back door, teasingly touching the opening. You grit your teeth and he laughs huskily. "You've missed this too, haven't you?" He asks as the tip slides in the out gently.It continues to work at you gently, building up a steady rhythm as you relax and start to match it, riding helplessly as it enters inside you, oh-so-teasingly, then starts to work deeper and deeper until you're screaming and calling out his name. You again reach a climax, then slump forward in his arms and he kisses you tenderly, withdrawing the tentacle. "I've always watched over you, always been there for you. Now be there for me, for one night." He whispers touching your face gently.He kissed you again, tenderly, sweetly, and you return the kiss, your heart bursting with love for him. Slenderman smiles at you, caressing your hair. "This was fun, we have to roleplay more often."
Bad officer Slenderman, bad!
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