Creepypasta One-Shots

Slenderman x Reader

Requested by dax8_88

(Should I remake this one?)

Y/n was sat on Slenderman's desk. The Operator himself was not in the room at the moment, so she was waiting for him to return. Her eyes swept across the room, taking in the sight of the whole room of what Slenderman's office.

In the corner was a black colored sofa and a coffee table in front of the sofa. Over in another corner was a torture table that had a corpse of one of the unfortunate souls who has came across the Slenderman. Next to the table was torture tools that was used on the poor soul, still bloodied from the corpse. In the third corner was absolutely nothing except the occasional light dust floating in the air and visible from the sunlight coming from the window. And right where Y/n was sitting, the desk was right in the middle way of the back wall, meaning that anyone entering through the door would simply get to just walk right up to the desk and converse with the Slenderman if needed.

Once Y/n was done looking around, the door opened and the Operator, Slenderman himself, walked through the doorway. He closed the door behind him.

"Ah, Y/n" he addressed, "I apologize for taking so long. It took longer than I had expected."

Y/n looked up at the Slenderman, "It's okay, Slendy. I didn't mind."

Slenderman walked to the sofa that was in the corner. A tentacle came out from his back, wrapping around Y/n's waist and lifting her up. Once lifted up, she was placed in Slenderman's lap. Y/n got comfortable before looking up at Slenderman. His blank face staring in her direction.

"You know," Slenderman began, his head dipping to get more close to Y/n. "You're appearance is pleasing for the ability of sight."

Y/n chuckled lightly. "What's next? You want to wear my skin?"

Slenderman's tentacles drifted up towards Y/n's face, shoulders and waist. His blank face getting closer to her face that had eyes, eyebrows, hair, a mouth, and a nose. The tentacle on her waist slipped into her pants and began to caress her mouth before the tip began to rub her clit. A gasp escaped her throat without control of it.

"What... What are you doing?" Y/n questioned, feeling her entrance become slick with arousal.

"Spread open your legs, Y/n," Slenderman growled out.

Y/n shivered before opening her legs. The tentacle slipped out of her pants before yanking them down along with her panties. Her most intimate area was exposed to Slenderman now. A deep and low noise rumbled in his chest. His jaw extended and a mouth was ripped open from his flesh in a jagged line.

"Delicious," Slenderman rasped before dipping his head down. His long, black tongue dragged up Y/n's slit, getting a taste of her arousal fluid. A gasp escaped her lips when he did so. Her hips bucked forward when he flicked her clit with his tongue.

Then, Y/n was lifted into the air and Slenderman laid down on his back. The tentacles placed her for her thighs to wrap around his head. His tongue began to thrust in and out of her entrance. A groan escaping him, vibrating through her.

In Y/n's growing arousal, her bucked her hips without realizing it. Slenderman's hand went up to hold her upper half up. Because of the support, she just began to rock her hips back and forth in a riding motion.

"Oh God... Slendy..." Y/n mewled, only with Slenderman responding with one of his tentacles to rub her clit. His tongue continuing with the thrusting motion.

Y/n's breath stuttered as the bucking motion of her hips became erratic. A current tightness came over her pussy, clenching and unclenching around Slenderman's tongue. Another tentacle of his slid its way in between her ass cheeks and began to push inside her puckered virgin hole, thrusting in and out. The double sensation was overwhelming, yet it felt good.

Just with the right amount of patience, Y/n threw her head back as a cry escaped her throat. Her body convulsed before the fluid of her orgasm gushed out of her pussy. Her walls clenched around Slenderman's tongue, as if milking it. He lapped at the juices, as if it were the finest nectar on Earth. Her chest heaved as she came down from her high. The tentacle in her ass slipped out of her.

Slenderman's tentacles lifted Y/n up again as he sat up from the couch as well. The tentacles set her down on his lap. His long, lanky arms wrapped around her, holding her to his chest.

"Hey, Y/n," he said, now more soft and tender. "Are you alright? That orgasm seemed powerful."

As Y/n panted, she nodded her head at Slenderman's question. The flesh on his blank face healed for it to go back to the normal blank state. He simply held her, and he will hold her until she felt okay.