Hello Everyone
Definatly NSFW. Evan/Slenderman/OC
The wind whistled through the open window, gently caressing the young man's sleep-warmed flesh. Thin sheets covered him against the breeze; but he stirred. The clouds parted, and moonlight fell across his face. Softly, a black form extended a mass out in the shape of a thin, spindly tentacle, and brushed the hair that had fallen into the man's eyes.
The moonlight glinted off the large knife he had taken to keeping next to his bed. The form shook softly, almost a laugh at the man's attempts to protect himself. He had tried before, but the cold steel would have no effect, no use for protection tonight. The mass knocked the object to the floor and it clattered loudly. He stirred, awakening quickly and attempted to shoot up in his bed. The mass could not allow that. It extended one slender tentacle across the man's chest. His bright blue eyes widened in horror as the man realized that he could no longer move, then widened into sheer terror as they followed the black tentacle to the thin form that held him down. Its faceless mask moved, almost a cruel thin smile. Long legs settled and folded behind the man, as he struggled pathetically against the strong, slender tentacle. Two more extended and wrapped about his wrists. Pinned to the bed, the poor, blue-eyed man began to whimper softly as the tentacle that lay across his chest slowly began to inch his white nightshirt up over his tight, toned stomach.
"VINNIE!" he called out, an attempt to pull his friend into the room to save him. The moonlight fell over his skin, the curves of muscle tense in his stomach, the flesh pale and well-toned.
"Oh; he is not here. Or at least he can't hear you. . ." A light feminine voice came from the corner. A small, thin body stepped out from the darkness and into the moonlight. The man's blue eyes followed her every move. Her tattered dress hung off her lithe form like a sack as she twitched softly, moving closer to him. She looked at the tall, thin mass of male that held the young man down. It nodded and she settled onto the bed next to them both. She began walking her fingers across his stomach and giggled as her sharp nails indented the smooth flesh. The thin, black mass nodded to the glint on the floor and she bent to pick up the knife that had fallen to the floor. She waved it in front of his face.
"Think you can hurt us? Think it might work this time?"
She placed the tip of the knife against one of his sharply defined hip bones, laughing as it forced dimples into the flesh. The blue eyed man gasped, his hips bucking up towards the knife tip. Eyelids fluttering gently as his body reacted, stiffening beneath the sheets involuntarily. He gasped and moaned softly.
"Ohhhhh you like that a little, don't you, Evan?"
Using his name caused a gasp to fall from his lips as his eyes fluttered closed. She dug the tip of the knife in slightly harder, the flesh indenting. She moaned as it broke beneath the tip of the cold steel. She removed the sharp edge from his hip and laughed as soft, warm droplets of crimson began to bubble up from under the flesh. She drew a few drops onto her fingers and licked the coppery fluid into her mouth. A sharp crack electrified the air as her palm made contact with his cheek, a blush appearing on his flesh as his eyes shot open, still clouded with involuntary arousal. His sheets had tented further and he tried to cover it up by tilting his hips. She giggled and brushed her hand across the bulge. He jumped attempting to achieve more contact with his hot, stiff sex. Grabbing his chin, she forced him to look up at the tall, thin man who had him pinned.
"You will watch. Always watch."
She drew more of the crimson onto her fingers and smeared it across his lips. His pink tongue darted out to taste the fluid. The Slenderman's tentacle tightened around his wrists, pressing him further into the mattress. Then a new one appeared holding the glinting knife the woman had set down. It dragged the tip of the blade down the man's chest and caught the fabric that covered his hips and legs. It gave way, like a proverbial hot knife through butter, exposing hips, pale legs and his hard throbbing cock. Evan jumped, now nude and exposed for both the woman and the man to see. The woman giggled as he struggled against his bonds, she watched as his body reacted, twitching in pleasure as he struggled. In a sing-song tone she called his name, inching closer to him with every word that fell from her lips.
" Evvvvvvvan. Poor thing. Loving every second of this aren't you" He shook his head no, as her lips descended on his stomach, licking and kissing, drawing the blood into her mouth then smearing it across the pale skin. He bucked and gasped in pleasure as the knife tip was dragged up his leg, drawing another thin line of crimson from beneath the flesh. She moved down to smear the blood before drawing it all over her hands. He throbbed now, head heavy with pleasure and desire and his voice finally rang out. Not with fear this time, but with defiance and pure desire.
"Fuck you bitch. At least touch me." He tried to struggle again, but a low rumble came from the thin form holding him down. Both sets of eyes darted up to the faceless man. Evan waiting in pleasure laced fear, the woman waiting for his signal. Then it came and suddenly her lips descended on his exposed cock. He gasped, back arching at the sudden moist heat that engulfed him. He bucked in and out of her tight mouth, covering his cock with her blood tinged saliva. Her hand came up and pumped his cock in time with her mouth and he growled, struggling against his restraints as he squirmed in pleasure. Then she slowed her movements to a crawl, only teasing the tip of him in her mouth.
"Noooooooooo. No. No. Please No. Don't stop, please." The tentacles shifted slightly as the slender form laughed at his begging. It was all the encouragement that was needed. She chuckled around his cock, the vibrations teasing him before she suddenly and expertly shoved his long, thick cock down her throat. Deep inside of her, her nose buried against his pelvis, seated to the hilt deep in her throat. Drawing him out and sucking him expertly, working hand and mouth in unison pumping him closer and closer to his orgasm. Bound to the bed, the slender form bent over him and he felt a cold touch down his back. It caused him to jump and force his cock deeper into the woman's throat. She did not mind, in fact she moaned around him and slowly her knees fell open, and a tentacle touched his cheek, turning his face to watch. Her second hand skimmed up her thigh and hiked the dress up further to expose her soft, moist spot to him. She spread her lips open, playing with her pink, wet, sensitive pearl, moaning around his cock. He gasped, watching in fascination as the moisture nearly dripped from her. She plunged a finger in and moaned around him in pleasure. Working her clit and fucking herself with her fingers, she sucked him slowly, teasing his cock as he was forced to watch. Her fingers moved faster against her clit and she drew him out of her mouth to moan, panting out words for him.
"Will you serve us Evan?" She pumped his cock, feeling the twitch as he came closer to his orgasm.
"Yes… Please, just let me cum." She gasped at his words and plunged her fingers into herself, stretching her tight hole wide open as he watched. She worked her clit furiously and moaned deeply as she came undone around her fingers. Her juices flowed and coated her fingers, scent of her cum filling the room with musk. Panting, she removed her fingers from her moist hole and shoved them deep into Evan's mouth. He sucked the juices off her fingers then gasped as she pushed him deep in her throat. She pumped him; and his breath became shallow as he came closer to his orgasm. Suddenly, a cold tentacle came and wrapped softly around his neck, cutting of his oxygen. He could still breathe, but the fear was what pushed him over the edge. He came in spurts down her throat, hot almost bitter fluid coating her tongue. She swallowed every drop, looking up at him as his back arched and his body twitched. She drew his over-sensitive cock slowly out of her mouth and watched as the tentacle relaxed around his throat. His bounds slithered away as the black, tall form dematerialized, vanishing behind him. He gasped and stared at the woman, who was sitting on the bed still. The blood was slowly clotting on his hip and leg but she drew a few drops onto her fingers and smeared them across his chest.
"Who are you?" He asked, his voice shaking.
"Not important. Remember your promise Evan. You are ours now. You will do as we say. And if you do, there will be more to come." She closed her knees and stood, crawling over his prone form to the window. But as a tease she dangled her moist pussy over his lips. He groaned and his tongue darted out to taste her. One single taste was all he was allowed and she sat on the window sill. He moved to lean on his elbows.
"I will remember. Anything. But don't forget why." She giggled happily and let him have one last glimpse of her wetness.
"Oh Evan. Trust me. I won't" With that she leaned back and fell from the window sill. He shot up, attempting to grab for her, and then looked down at the ground where she should have fallen.
There was nothing there to see.
