Silent Lovers Ch. 13
Warning! 18+ Explicit scenes ahead!
I simply could not comprehend what Herobrine wanted from me. Did he want acceptance or forgiveness for his sins?
"There you have it. My past, present, and my much predicted, monochromatic future. Now how does this tie into my reason of killing your village?" He put emphasis unto the previous question. "I do it because I can."
His face was void of all emotion. All it held was the vulnerable shell that once held unto something important, but had let go a long time ago. His face being such made me want to rush over and comfort him.
"I kill because I can and nothing, no one, can stop me. Killing is the reason for my living." After saying that sentence I had immediately come to his side and hugged him.
Was this man so unstable and irrational to think that because his brother died, the source of his existence, he would no longer exist if he didn't kill?
"You're so stupid..." I mumbled into his side. I honestly do not know what came over me, what sort of cliched revelation caused me to feel for this man.
What exactly change my mind and made me think of Herobrine as a man, than a monster?
My thoughts shifted and was left wondering as to defining my new found feelings for Herobrine. I could honestly say that my stay here, a period of time which I don't know of, with Herobrine has me softening my feelings towards him and my insides felt churned, twisted, and knotted. One thing was clear though: I liked the feeling.
I snuggled in closer to Herobrine. The feeling of cotton and flesh against me was welcoming, something that would normally have me terrified knowing it was from the man who killed the village. The village now seemed to be an event that occurred millennia ago, like a foggy memory that you can't recall. I do however remember Jacob's death, the reason for my anger. I'm still angry now, but this anger isn't the same as the one I originally had. This anger was like seeping fluid, constantly shifting from one thing to another, never staying in the same place and could not be contained. Though that anger is buried beneath all my other feelings of regret, forgiveness, and love. I loved this man, a man who held unto nothing and destroyed everything. A man that I was angry with and still so much in love with.
"I love you, but it's okay if you don't. I'll never fully understand you, Herobrine, but at the least," I sucked in a deep breath. "At least let me try."
We were back in his bedroom; the lights were dim and the bed messy. All Herobrine had said since I confessed to him were small words and even smaller sentences. He only replied to a yes or no question, "Are we going to the bedroom?" I was walking beside him. "Yes."
My mind had shriveled up and the only thing I had in mind was what we were going to do. My palms were sweaty and nervousness gushed through my stomach and stayed there.
Before I knew it I had been laid on the bed and Herobine straddled me. I could feel his heavy breath as he leaned in and kissed me. Wet lips touched cold, chapped ones. Iciness emanated from his body, but I didn't mind, as long as Herobrine is holding me nothing really matters anymore. He was nipping at my neck and I began to undress. I moaned as he chewed over a sensitive spot on my collar.
By now I was in my underwear and Herobrine had only his shirt left. I eyed his cock and watched it hang between his well toned legs. I moaned even more as he took off my bra and massaged my left breast.
"Herobrine, please don't tease me like this..." I groaned. He had stuck a hand in my panties and began rubbing my clit. I elicited more moans.
He massaged my leg a bit and took off the panties. He smiled and kissed me before he started to finger me. Two fingers slipped in and slowly rubbed in and out. I closed my eyes tight, it felt so good. After putting in three, then four fingers in he reached for something on a drawer next to the bed. I watched as he slicked his cock with lube and saw the precum ooze out.
"I'm going to fuck you." Was all he said, with a mischievous smile.
I was completely fine with that, I thought. He positioned his cock to line up with my pussy. Then he entered me, ever so slowly and I cried out like a bitch.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me Herobrine." I've been moaning his name the whole time, I want him to know that I've only been thinking of him.
Herobrine started to speed up the pace, shoving his dick into me then pulling out. I reached down to rub my clit and cried out even more. It wasn't long before we were ramming our hips against each other with a force full of passion. I knew I'd reach my climax soon.
"Ahhh!" I screamed out. Ecstasy ripped through me and I bled out pure bliss. Herobrine kept going for a few more seconds before he came into me. He fell down next to me and we were both breathing hard, pulses at unsteady rates.
"I really do love you, Herbrine."
"Me too."
Well here's the M-rated chapter! It took a while to write because I didn't want this chapter to be some hentai scene...oh.
Camille: Well it kind of is now...
HB: Hey, you didn't specify how big my dick was! It's actually-
BTW: I'm not going to say anything more but, the end is nigh!
