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Slenderman
By : SableSilk
Category: M through R > Marble Hornets
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A/N: I don't own you, Slenderman, Marble Hornets or the Slenderman fandom. This story was not written for profit.

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You've just successfully completed your first hunt and Slenderman is congratulating you, rubbing his featureless white face against yours in affectionate passes. He's in a mood to reward your hard work and tilts his head at you thoughtfully. "We've both feasted, but how about an all-night diner I know about? The place is boarded up, but I'm sure we can find something to do there." You tackle him in an affectionate hug, wrapping your own tentacles around him.
"I love you, Slendy." You say and he chuckles, patting your head affectionately as your tentacles retract. He's been a patient teacher, teaching you how to teleport, how to hunt, everything you need to know to be a good and successful Slender. But he is always the indulgent provider and once he has teleported you to a small wooded area his voice whispers in your mind. "How about a good stalk to the diner where I assure you I'll catch you?" He asks, and you back off, your face splitting into an excited grin.
Slenderman seems to grow taller as you watch, transfixed, and his inky tentacles emerge, thicker than they've ever been before, writhing and spreading from his back like a magnificent pair of ebon wings. Then they start to flow towards you menacingly. You yelp, taking off at a run, then teleport haphazardly until you reach the diner and teleport inside. You realize Slenderman planned this. There's a flashlight awaiting you and a note. "Find the other seven pages." It reads.
You make a trilling sound of pleasure. You've never seen him so powerful before, so magnificent. And his tentacles were huge! You're shaking as you run to and fro, your flashlight beam bouncing crazily here and there as you gather pages from a booth, a counter seat, and the empty pie display case. Three down four to go when you hear an ominous growling sound inside your mind.
You yelp excitedly and make your way behind the counter and through the swinging door. There's a page on the order wheel, a page on the door to the deep freeze and one on the oven. But as hard as you search you can't find the final page. You enter the deep freeze, propping the door open and find the final page at the end. You turn and see him in your flashlight beam as he emerges from the wall in front of you.
You laugh nervously, backing up, realizing you're trapped because suddenly you can't teleport and he must be doing it. Slenderman is taller than normal, much taller, so that he stoops towards you as his thicker tentacles emerge to envelop you. You surrender into his grasp and hear him hiss in delight. He teleports you to the main part of the diner, lifting you of the ground easily to set you on a stool. He sets the flashlight upright, providing light for your encounter.
Slenderman stares at you for the longest time, then presses his sealed mouth to yours and the sensation as already driving you crazy as you work back eagerly, enjoying the sensation of your closed mouths sliding over one another then locking together as you grip his shoulders. You shed your jacket and tee-shirt for him, then run your hands inside his suit jacket ravenously. But he's in no mood to shed his clothes for you in return and you know what that means. He's feeling more dominant and forceful than usual, and you start to tremble in anticipation as he moves his closed mouth down your neck to your collar bone, working it sweetly while his hands roam eagerly.
You're panting already, stroking his head in encouragement, but he seems unnaturally calm and you realize he is still in stalking mode. That means he'll take you any way he chooses and your desire builds at the thought. He growls ominously, seeming to read your thoughts. "Undress. Slowly." He hisses in your mind and you scoot up on the counter and oblige him. Taking your time as you unbutton your jeans and slowly slip them down, lifting your hips in the air so he can admire what you have waiting for him. "Work yourself." He says raggedly as you remove your shoes and jeans and you do, spreading your legs far apart as possible and tilting your head back as he watches you ride your cupped hand.
There is a hint of fear lacing your desire now, which makes what will come all the more sweet to you. You're completely exposed to him now and his mouth splits open, his tongue darting out as he lowers his head to you chest, licking each nipple, then biting, making sure each is a stiff peak he starts to toy with. You whimper in delight, and brush the front of his chest again, wanting him to claim you already, but he's intent on taking his time.
Two tentacles snake out, binding your legs and arms, laying you down on the counter as he resumes his achingly slow exploration of you body, trailing his slippery tongue down your belly, to between your legs where he buries his head in your most intimate area, sucking teasingly then lifting his head and releasing his tentacles to free you. He lifts you off the counter easily, pulling you to him facing away from him, and his hands start to rub your shoulders, then reach around to your chest, his thumbs abrading your nipples. You whimper in delight, wriggling and feel his rock hard member jutting into you from behind.
Slenderman groans at the sensation as you begin to grind backwards, encouraging him to take you. You feel his tentacles slither between your legs, going between you and him and the wet tip of one starts to work at your entrance. You start to ride it eagerly, and it moves to be replaced by his fingers that slip inside you. First one then two, then three, preparing you for the return of the tentacle, which moves inside of you and you howl in pleasure from the new thickness.
Slenderman is deathly silent, even as his tentacle probes deeper, and deeper still, finding your sweet spot, and you start to clench and unclench helplessly as you ride it. You come for him, the orgasm flooding through your body, and Slenderman immediately withdraws the tentacle, using it and his others to press you forward until you are bent over, your palms on the floor.
You hear his clothes rustle, then he's inside you in a single thrust, then back out entirely, teasing you with just the tip. "Please." You beg as your desire for him is already growing again and he enters again, only sliding out halfway this time, then back in, then settles into a steady tempo, his hands on your hips, his tentacles both restraining and supporting you.
You clench and his tempo quickens, then he is withdrawing and guiding you gently backwards to the floor and pulling you on top of him. He lets a hand drift down, gently fingering you from behind, making sure the fingers are good and slick, and presents the other hand to you to lick and you moan as he puts one digit in your mouth, then two as his fingers working you below gain entry.
Slenderman works his fingers faster, building up speed until he knows you've reached your breaking point, then removes then and pushes himself in, joining you in your orgasm. He sighs in your mind and draws you back into his arms contentedly. You know without speaking that you're both resting so you can begin again.
And soon you do, Slenderman seated on one of the tables with you on his lap, facing him. You're kissing open mouthed now, his tongue invading your mouth, thrusting in and out, then he invites you to return the gesture and you do, almost passing out when he starts sucking on your tongue, working it with his own.
His hands work at you while you give in, making sure you are wide enough to contain his rock hard member. You're more than ready for him as he enters, then you lean back hanging out into empty space as he starts rocking into you. He uses a hand to work your front, drawing first moans then frenzied cries from you. He withdraws himself and teleports you back to the deep freeze, laying you down on your side. Slenderman places himself beside you in a position to enjoy all your front has to offer and as he buries his sealed mouth there you return the gesture, feeling more pleasure than you ever have with him before.
His mouth opens and he starts to slowly explore you while you lick him, wetting him down so you can rub his shaft while your mouth works his tip. You use your other hand to palm his sack and he groans, shifting his leg to give you better access so you move youth mouth to his sack, sucking gently and he curses.
You're gentle, taking you're time as you suck and lick, seeing how much you can possibly fit in your mouth, when you feel him tightening. You hurry to get his member back inside your mouth, deepthroating him just in time to feel him release and he draws himself from your mouth, and grasps you with his tentacles, encouraging you to straddle his lap as he kneels, a tentacle writhing between his legs and at your nod he settles you in his lap, plunging the tentacle deep, hitting your sweet spot and drawing a scream out of you.
You ride, eagerly feeling your own tentacles emerge at last but you're helpless to control them. Slenderman obligingly stretches out his own, entwining them with yours, bringing a rush of pleasure that tips you over the edge. But he's not done with you, not yet.
He carries you tenderly out to the diner once more and his face splits open into a huge grin as he reaches behind the counter, pulling out a cooler you hadn't noticed. And inside there's a can of whipped cream...

Wonder what he's having for dessert?
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Slenderman	By : SableSilk Category: M through R > Marble Hornets Views: 2528 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Slenderman