7 Minutes in Heaven

A Statue ?

You fished around in Splendorman's hat, diving deeper and deeper, stirring the contents inside. Feeling a variety of shapes, sizes, and textures, you weren't quite sure which item would be safest for you to pull out (in terms of what fate it could possibly lead you to), but after a moment, your knuckle brushed against something wooden. Grasping the item, it felt carved... and slightly damp? Curiousity gets the better of you, and with a light tug, the item was free from the hat and now resting in your palm.

You twirled the statuette around in your fingers, knowing at once who it belonged to. The statue bore an eerie resemblence to Link from the Zelda franchise, it was slightly damp with what smelled like salt water... this statue belonged to BEN Drowned, didn't it? You paused, digesting this information. Ben... he wasn't so bad, was he? Sure, he tormented a man for his own entertainment, but he wouldn't harm you...

The look on Splendorman's face, however, was causing you to have some doubts about your assumption.

"Ah, (Name) dear, you can pick again if you'd like-" he started, cutting himself off when Ben spontaneously appeared between the two of you, making you both jump. Ben looked at you for a moment, a brief chuckle coming from him.

"Hey," he said, the one word drawn out. While his eyes flickered up and down your body, you self conciously fidgeted and looked him over as well, more evaluating the damage he could do to you rather than "checking him out" like he was doing with you. His eyes flitted over your form as a greedy smirk played at his lips, his blonde hair falling foward a bit as he did. His eyes were a main cause of unease for you; completely black with red irises, a sort of malicious color scheme that made your heart pound in your ears and palms sweat. His dark but vibrant green tunic was slightly rumpled, as if he was laying down before he had came over, his hat similarly so. His half lidded eyes, after surveying your chest for a bit longer than necessary, traveled up to your face. He grinned.

Splendorman's gaze flickered from you to Ben and back again, seeming like he was contemplating something. After a moment, he shifted uncomfortably and gestured to the direction of the closet.

"In you go, you two... only seven minutes, so... play nice." he said, following you and Ben to the closet. Ben stopped, gesturing you to go in first. Suprised by his courtesy, you gave a nod of thanks and walked in, Ben not far behind you. Splendorman said one last thing before closing the door:

"That goes especially for you, Ben!"

Then the door was shut and you were both sealed in darkness. A couple of seconds of silence passed between the two of you, before Ben spoke up.

"Can I have the statue back?" he asked. Somewhat embarassed, you realized that you still held the Elegy of Emptiness statue. After an awkward moment of trying to find each other's hand in the darkness, you handed it off to the entity. A moment of the sound of shifting fabric indicated he put it away.

Suddenly, you feel him get close to you, "invading your bubble" close. His warm breath washed over your face, over your lips as his chest pressed ever so slightly against yours.

"You want to play a game?" he whispered huskily, his teeth gently nipping your earlobe as his palms place themselves on either side of your waist. You squirmed, trying to shake away the physical feelings that threatened to overcome you and pressed your palms against his chest in an attempt to push him away. It succeeded briefly, making Ben step back a foot, but after he did, there was a pause from him. You had rejected his advances... that did not sit well with him at all.

"...You shouldn't have done that." he breathed, hungrily smashing his lips to yours. You flinched in surprise, and once more tried to push him back, but his hands had secured your arms at your sides, his body pinning yours to the wall. His mouth worked against yours furiously, filling you up with want for him, even if your rational thinking was screaming otherwise. He was rough, but it felt good, like he was desperately trying to prove something to you despite knowing you for only a minute or so.

You didn't care. You had never been treated like this before, and it felt amazing. A heavy blush darkened on your face when he prodded your lips with his tongue, only to have his tongue push his way in regardless and rub and twirl with yours in the most sensual of ways. You let out a rushed, breathy moan, quiet but noticed by Ben. You felt him smirk through the kiss; this was a game he was going to win, hands down. Speaking of hands, you felt one mischieviously grab your right breast, gently rolling the flesh in his palm and eliciting another string of moans from you. His other hand released your arm and traveled to your waist, caressing your side and rubbing it gently.

You wound your hands into his hair, knocking his hat off and sending it to the floor. Ben didn't seem to care. You moved your leg foward, to accidentally have it grind into his waistline. He emmitted a sort of growl, hissing in pleasure as he hitched your body against the wall and let you both go down to the floor. Both of you were panting now, the sexual tension becoming unbearable.

You yelped as he snapped open the button to your pants, pulling down the zipper torturously slow as a finger gently poked and prodded through your underwear. You bit your lip, determined not to make a sound that would fuel his ego. Your attempts were immediately thwarted when he ground his hand to you, another soft moan escaping. Meanwhile, your hands were wandering also, sliding across his chest and massaging the toned muscle. His breath hitched from the action, and you smiled, lust clouding your vision and making you shiver in delight. Ben breathed and went to work taking of his shirt until you both were alerted by the jimmying of the lock that your time was up.

The door opened, revealing Splendorman, who turned bright red at the sight before him. There you and Ben were, on the floor, hair messy, clothes rumpled and pants unbuttoned...

"Uh... I can explai-" you began, trying to diffuse the awkwardness. You were cut off by Splendorman shutting the door once more, wolf whistles audible from the other side.