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 you, Marble Hornets or Slenderman. I don't own the Slenderman fandom and this story was not written for profit. Many, many thanks go out to all my readers for the views, you are the reason I write. And with October here, I bring you our Halloween Special, enjoy!
You look up at the dilapidated house in front of you in dismay. There is no glass left in the windows of the two story house, and any paint is long gone from the wooden structure. The front porch sags, and you are fairly sure it is haunted. Slenderman smiles at you. "Surprised? It's the season for scary places, isn't it?" He asks and you nod. Slenderman loves scary places, the scarier the better and as he leads you up the rickety steps and inside you have to wonder why he brought you here.
Well, you know why. It's Halloween, nearly midnight and this place is his treat for you. You smile faintly at him. "Are we going to explore?" You ask and he nods, handing you the old oil lantern he brought for the occasion after lighting it for you."Actually you will explore. There is the basement through that door, you might want to try there first. Good hunting." With that he disappears and you realize he's dropped you into one of his favorite games. You don't even know what you are looking for as you descend into the darkness, your lantern held out in front of you for protection from whatever is lurking down there.As you explore you relax a little, wondering what you are looking for. Then you see it. A long-stemmed black rose. You set your lantern down on the table and pick it up, touching the silky petals gently, smiling to yourself. You explore again and find an orange rose this time, but you sense that is all that is down there.You ascend to the first floor finding four more roses. Is that it? He usually gives you rules, but not this time so you go to the second floor and find nothing. Then the final rose, and presumably your beloved mate are in the attic. You ascend carefully, butterflies already dancing in your stomach, If he is waiting for you, you know you'll never escape.The final rose is exactly in the center of the attic floor, but there is no Slenderman in sight. Puzzled, you pick it up and go back down to the first floor. Still no tentacle monster popping out of nowhere. You go out the front door and still no Slenderman. You look as far as your lantern light will reach, seeking a path leading into the surrounding fields or woods, your heart thudding in your chest. You would have thought an empty abandoned house would be an obvious choice for him to pursue you in.Then you see it, a dirt path leading off into the darkness and you follow it, roses in one hand, lantern held out in front of you in the other and eventually reach a barn in the same run down condition. But you see a fresh hay bale outside, and a plush black cat sitting on it. You set the roses down and pick up the toy, reading the attached note. "If you have made it this far, you've just begun. Bring your treasures inside."You smile softly, tucking the plush cat under your arm and pick the roses back up, then open the door to the barn and gather your lantern up to step inside. There are additional fresh bales of hay, forming a platform. You set you treasures on it, wondering why Slenderman hasn't put in an appearance yet. Of course if he scared you into dropping an oil lantern in an old barn, that wouldn't be good either, so you hang the lantern on the hook you find and fish a pocket flashlight out of your jacket.That must be what he wanted because the lantern immediately goes out, plunging you into darkness the same moment your flashlight dies on you. You heart speeds up, he has to be close by. You back up slowly, trying to reach a wall so you can make your way to the door when you hear a low growl from behind you. You freeze, excited and a little bit scared as the growl increases and comes closer.Your heart is pounding when you feel tentacles wrap around you in the darkness. You yelp in surprise and they pull you backwards, right into his strong arms. Something is very wrong, he seems to be in stalking mode, and that is not the tone the roses and note set. You squeak and try to teleport, but he holds you firmly. Not speaking, not even moving. "Slenderman?" You ask uncertainly with your mind, wondering if someone else is holding you instead.Your captor growls in the darkness, and you shiver as his tentacles start to caress you. They pluck at your clothes, finding ways in, touching your bare skin and making you whimper with delight as the touch you everywhere you need it most. They start working on your chest, stroking and teasing your nipples into stiff peaks and you begin to pant in desire. Your panting speeds up as others slither inside your jeans to fondle you slowly, spreading a fire through your body that makes you ride into them and push back into your captor alternately, riding his sweet hardness.You can feel his hardness swell, even through the material separating your bodies, feel the furnace-like heat of his body and you groan, begging him to take you. "Please." You gasp and his tentacles unzip and lower your jeans. You whimper, wondering what is coming next, then hear his clothes rustle as he briefly pulls his hips away from yours.Then you can feel his shaft slide between your legs as he starts to rock into you slowly. You moan, trying to close your legs to make the sweet friction harder but your lover denies you, holding your legs open with his tentacles. His hands drift up to your chest underneath your clothes and his long fingers start tugging at your nipples making you thrash and whine with desire. "Please, I need you!" You beg and he slips a hand between the two of you, fondling your back door.You moan in delight, riding each finger he gives you eagerly, then crying out as they slip out and a tentacle enters, full and thick. You start panting and gasping, pushing back into the pulsing tentacle unto you come with a helpless cry, but your lover continues, removing the tentacle and sliding himself inside you, drawing a surprised yelp from you.You don't even know if it is Slenderman as he pushes all of himself inside, and you don't care as he speeds up, pushing you towards a second crest. You moan loudly as one hand drifts down to caress you between your legs, then cry out as his tentacles guide your hands to a post you now feel in front of you.As soon as you've braced yourself and mewl helplessly he start to ride you harder, and harder still, and it feels so good that you can't hold back any longer and come a second time, your body clutching him in wave after wave of helpless contractions. Your lover moans and his hips buck into you once more, then you feel his seed shoot into you. He is panting as he withdraws, and you feel him turn you around in the darkness to kiss you.You feel a wave of relief because you'd know that kiss and greeting ritual anywhere. You hug Slenderman tightly and hear his pleased chuckle. "Let's rest a bit." He voice whispers in your mind and the lantern and your abandoned flashlight suddenly come on, revealing that the straw bales are now covered with blankets and pillows and a robe awaits you. Slenderman picks you up and carries you over to the bed, setting you down, then wraps a tentacle over your eyes as you slip the robe on. When he removes it there are doughnuts and steaming mugs of cider in front of you on a small crate that also holds your treasures.You give Slenderman a delighted grin and share the feast with him, murmuring your thanks and undying affection for him. He is content to sit beside you, then lies down beside you after your feast is finished, smiling dreamily at you. "If you are tired we can simply go to sleep." He offers, concerned about you as always."Are you kidding? Would you like to stalk me through the woods or the house?" You ask eagerly and he grins at you. You know he's reading your mind, trying to find out which would excite you most and once he has it he hisses in delight.You yelp and take off out the barn door, grabbing your flashlight and speed up the path. You just make it to the stairs when you are tackled from behind and Slenderman pins you beneath him, growling. You whimper in anticipation, feeling one hand go under your robe and he gropes between your legs, making your writhe underneath him.He chuckles, then withdraws his hand, but still keeps you pinned. He starts to rub against you and you feel he's already ready for you. He starts to pant slightly and his voice is ragged in your mind. "Tried to let you make it inside, I did. But I need you now." He growls and flips you over, opening you robe and you pull your legs back and bend your knees, knowing what he's after. You hear his murmured thanks, then his tongue is licking you , and he is fingering your entrance, then he mounts you, growling and hissing, his tentacles whipping trough the night air as he enters you, his legs spread and knees bent. Slenderman groans in delight, panting and hissing and you grab two of his tentacles, squeezing in pulses and crying out when it makes him ride you faster and seek to go even deeper.Your own tentacles emerge and you let them slither around him, drifting two behind him to play with his sack and he tilts his head back in ecstacy. His riding you now with his hands in the air, and you know he want to reach around and guide one of your tentacles inside him. He growls helplessly, ordering you to do it, and you comply, screaming as his roar shatters the night and he comes inside of you.He grins down at you hugely and gently withdraws as you retract your tentacle tenderly. "Happy Halloween." He whispers.
This is neither here or there, but hay is to be eaten and straw is bedding. Yes, I looked it up.
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